Among abandoned houses that have already turned into a real labyrinth, stopping in front of a broken wall, Adelard wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a small notebook from his bag. On the first page was the address written in capital letters: GREEN LIGHT FARM. And next to these words was written finely and neatly: Madame Lucy.
Putting the notebook back in his bag, Adelard relaxed his shoulders and fixed his anxious gaze into the distance, where sea and sky became one.
And this landscape was visible through the broken wall, the bricks of which were scattered everywhere. Hearing the disturbing sounds of the sea, Adelard lifted his head up. The hot sun rays were ready to reach his very soul. There was no one around. Even birds, even insects. He was completely alone. On an empty part of the town, where the echoes of the past dwelt.When the sun became too unbearable, Adelard threw another glance
Sebastian, a boy of fifteen, was old enough to distinguish simple silence from gloomy silence. Tired, understanding life and people, this boy has already managed to earn dark circles under his eyes. His almost blonde hair was soaked in the scent of a farmhouse, and tanned skin accentuated his thin face.Perhaps he heard their conversation, perhaps he guessed everything, but nevertheless, he did not say anything.They were separated only by a leather sofa, which stood right in the middle of the corridor."Your mom needs to think. Shall we take a walk?" Adelard asked, pointing to the beautiful landscape that was open before their eyes.Sebastian said nothing, he just followed the tall figure, which quickly found himself outside the house.It was quiet around. Even the wind did not rustle the foliage of the trees. The air was filled with the scent of fruits and flowers. Green hills, with bright green grass, smoothly des
At home, the conversation about him stopped, but on the main street of the small town, everyone was talking about him. At first, the words were unintelligible, but the closer Adelard approached the crowd, the more clearly he heard their words. And at the head of them was Madame Lucy. Her yellow dress was like the sun and Adelard could easily see her through the crowd that was desperately trying to look alike. Surrounded by small houses of orange and brown, the people of almost the whole town stood and listened to the words about Adelard with admiration and rapture. They spoke of just Adelard, the man, and it was their truth, hope, and meaning.When Madame Lucy saw him among the crowd, standing modestly beside an older man, she shouted, "Adelard, dear!"The applause was louder than Adelard expected. He didn't even notice how he ended up next to Madame Lucy."What's going on here?" he managed to ask before the crowd of reporters started asking hi
She opened her eyes and just stared at him for a while. There was something strange in her gaze, something unlike the other girls. After all, every time girls looked at him, they didn't hide their weaknesses. They wanted to be weak, defenseless. But not Celeste. Frowning her thin eyebrows, she was able to put on the mask of a brave warrior and say, "It takes a lot for a human to stop getting tired."Adelard could not breathe, think, be himself. It was all left behind. Love left him no choice."I felt sorry for you today. You stood there looking like you were being tortured. I felt sorry for you. But don't think that I will always let you into my home. This is the first and last time," she said."You left me no choice. Celeste, you know I love you, don't you? Does my love not stand a chance?" Adelard managed to ask. He stood up and stepped closer to her.Slightly changing her expression to a more wary one, she said, "I have heard ma
"His condition is getting worse and we can't do anything to help him. Last night, he wouldn't stop coughing. Yes, we called a doctor. But alas, the medicine didn't help him." Standing opposite the door to the room that had already become a refuge for the boy named Gaspard, Adelard and Nicholas could hear his heavy breathing. And with each passing second, Gaspard was closer to death."Do you think he's dying?" Adelard asked. And then Mathilde came out of the room and they both took a step forward to look in and see the sick man. But Mathilde closed the room too quickly and stared fearfully at the floor. As if she had seen death itself, she could not raise her eyes for fear of seeing something dreadful. But Adelard's question made her speak."What is it?""Monsieur, look," she whispered, trying to hold back her tears. Holding the basin with the towel, which had drops of blood on it, she let out a few drops of tears. "He's coughing up blood. Monsi
Once back in the carriage, he saw that Jean had fallen asleep, resting his head on the seat."Jean, wake up," Adelard whispered, lifting him by the shoulders. "Can you hear me?""Adelard dear, you are a very kind man. But why are you never kind to me? I woke up early this morning.""I did kiss that girl I was talking about. I mean, it was she who kissed me. I spent the evening at her house. We drank tea and talked. And then she kissed me. But why am I not happy? Why am I sad? It's love. I'm supposed to be happy, right?"Jean, putting his head on his shoulder continued to be half - awake. "You just miss her. This is the simple stage of love. First, you fall in love. Then miss her. Then you act and in the end there is a marriage. And marriage means the end of the story.""After what you say, I'm always scared. What reality do you live in?""In real reality." Hugging Adelard tightly, Jean tucked his nose into
"Doctor, do everything you can to save him. Do everything possible and impossible. If it's a matter of money, I'm willing to pay anything, but the most important thing is that he lives." Adelard was almost on his knees and continued to hold Gaspard's hand as if he were his own brother or something. But no, he was just a stranger, just a man who lived out his days on the streets, without a single hope of home or happiness.In the light of only two candles, all stood in silence. No one dared to say anything at the moment when Adelard was almost on his knees begging the doctor for help. And no one could understand the kindness that was in Adelard's heart. No one could understand his motives for helping a complete stranger. Even Nicholas could not understand him. Because of this, everyone in the room was speechless. Slowly closing his eyes, Gaspard smiled for the last time and then escaped from reality. But it was only a sleep in the arms of fate."Is he dead?"
A kind person is always a little lost in this world. A kind person is always a little childish. And the greatest danger of a kind person is that such a person is not afraid of anything. He sees good in dangerous people, in troubles he sees only tricks of fate, which can be easily solved, if you just smile and love life even more. Adelard, a shining example of the kindest man who has ever walked this earth. And as is always the case, there are always evil people walking around such a man. But evil is always good at hiding.Holding on to the hand that led him only forward, he had already made a vow that he would never let go of this person who had become his light in life. The whole town kept talking and arguing about something, but Adelard simply walked, seeing the back of her head, the small shoulders, the thin waist, the fragile but strong arms in front of him. The sky still held the voice of smoke, but in places, you could see stars."What are you thinking abou
"What right did he have to do that? It's not like we're obligated to buy his fat. It's not logical! I can't believe there was something awful behind his smile all this time! I can't believe it!" Jean shouted these words, waving his arms and kicking rocks around. "I can't believe it! And how could we trust him! More accurately, it's my fault. It's my fault for making a contract with him without your permission. I should have told you and then I would have known that our supplier was still your Lucy. It was my mistake. I'm sorry."Still smelling smoke from the fire, Adelard sat in his chair and twirled a coin in his hand. He didn't say anything, he just stared at the silver coin. "The gendarmes arrested them all. They made me an interrogation of course. But I told them everything. Now, Louis and his sons will get what they deserve. That's right! They deserve it! I'll even make sure they're locked up behind bars for a few years. I'll make sure they spend the rest of their