The weather was especially humid and stuffy during July and August! Even the breeze was hot.
Hilla sat on the bench in the park. The screen of the phone was dark, and her face was serious and gloomy.
The sky was dark in the evening, and there was a layer of dust in the light. The laughter of the children in the public garden gradually became chaotic, and soon mixed with the various music of public square dancing.
There were many voices, and Hilla lowered her head to look at the ants crawling by her feet.
It was so late, and these ants were still crawling around, a sure sign of rain.
Hilla looked at ants very seriously. She sat there in a trance until a soft and sweet sound fell into her ears.
"Miss, can you give this to me?"
Hilla came back to her senses and raised her head. She saw a little girl with a ponytail standing in front of her. The girl's round eyes were especially black.
