It's like winter has come overnight. Venla feels like a turtle inside her thick sweater.
- Ms Kilpi! She hears sharp and creaky voice. No. Not her now.
- Yes? Venla tries to hold her sigh. Ms. Hurskainen is pain in eveyone's ass in this house. Far worse, she knows everything what's happening here.
- Have you checked what you're throwing away? She demands to know. - There was plastic in bio trash last week.
- Terrible, Venla replies. -I'm quite sure that plastic wasn't in my trash.
- Or then it could be that angry looking man who let's his dog free in the inner yard, Mrs. Hurskainen thinks with tight lips. - Whatever the case, when are you clean up the mess you left behind?
- The mess?
- The greenhouse. There's so many withered and died plants inside. I went looking and it's so ugly to look at!
- Mm. Okay, Venla mumbles. - I 'll see to it.
Venla takes a walk to the sea and climbes to the cliffs to have a better view. Like always just looking at the Sea soothes and makes breathing easier. Looks like it's going to rain later. At least there's no more thunderstorms. The best part of late autumn.
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