Albert raised himself from the chair and put his stuff in his bag. The woman laid her eyes on him with disgust.

And where do you think you are going?

Albert did not answer, he closed his bag, made a small bow and left. He closed the door just before the screams filled up the room, leaving all the other boys and girls mortified with themselves.

Albert left the building walking briskly. As he approached the rio in front of the castle, his step felt lighter on the ground, his heart wider. On that day, walking home, anything seemed possible.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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