Isaac

Isaac in trap (1)

The regular passenger ferry that went up the canal finished the voyage safely without any accident. The passenger ship sailed through the canal to the center of the river Kurette, where it sailed one more day and arrived at the city of Kurentes, the city of the lake.

“It has been here a long time.”

After graduating from college, I visited Kurentes City, where I visited to visit Newport City.

Well, is it different in that people recognize themselves? Although most of his gaze was full of jealousy and jealousy, he became a celebrity anyway.

“I have arranged for a ride.”

“Wow. Where did you get these things? “

“It’s a new power car. It is a thing that is popular in the top, with the style that can be accommodated in the car without having to use the accommodation.

Waiting for Isaac coming from the boat was a familiar camper car with a middle-aged man looking at the driver and a long rectangular box. No, the cockpit is separate, so should I call it a container car rather than a camper car?

The troller who approached the driver went through several confirmation procedures and asked me when I approached, and Trotter shrugged his shoulders.

“Did you borrow this?”

“No way. Is not it my money? I was hot. “

“If you knew Kode Nell, would you hear a sound?”

“You can use it as an employee vacation.”

“is it?”

He laughed and looked around the container and whistled.

“Whatever. I have everything I need. “

The inside of the container was a camping car with soft sofas, dining table, mini bar, kitchen, small entertainment facilities, and so on. As the trotter came in and closed the door when I buried my body in the window on the window, the camper began to move slowly with the rattling vibration.

As the buildings slowly began to drift away, letting go of the crazed cigarettes and the spectacular gaze of the people outside the window, the vast farmland began to spread, full of peaceful atmosphere.

“Would you like a drink?”

Trotting out of the window like Isaac, the trotter woke up and walked to the mini-bar.

“Give me something.”

The torturer handed Isaac a little green liquid in a small glass at the bar.

“The color is unusual.”

“It is a drink called Oruhu. It’s a local specialty that makes the grape bark distill. “

“Great! Do you drink? “

“It’s pretty strong.”

At the end of the trotter, the child laughed and said, “Drop the empty sake on the table.”

“From the beginning or in the middle?”

“Yes?”

When I asked the tongue to be a trotter, he said with a lukewarm expression that he had to bite his small cigarette into an ashtray, put a new cigarette in his mouth, leaning against the couch.