at 2am on an early sunday morning of September, sharon, me-myself and kuya oscar, dragged our heavy butts down to the centrum of stryn. we were just supposed to take kuya oscar for a walk and we also wanted to clear our lungs and heads with fresh air after long hours of babysitting, knitting and watching incomprehensible films on norwegian tv.
as we strode along the dimly lit street, i asked sharon if we could drop by at joan's and say hi. she immediately agreed to the idea. for the remaining steps down to walhalla, we were like little girls, restlessly giggling.
the light in joan's room was lit up when we came to walhalla. sharon peeped through her window to see if she was still awake. when she confirmed that joan was down, i banked at her window. a few seconds later, the light in the room was turned off. sharon and i were exchanging signals between our muffled laughter. sharon knocked again and we hid. nothing happened. in the pregnant silence, oscar barked and our little trick was over.
time for the treat! two cans of wildberry cider and half a bar of chocolate. it felt like heaven. sharon and i gulped down our treats in twenty counts, chatted with joan for a bit and walked our way back to the upper east side of stryn.
next time, our trick will be more grand. we were thinking about costume, blah..blah..blah...
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