“Did you pack everything?” Vee asked Pete as they were sitting on the beach during their last night on the island. Tomorrow was the day they would leave, as they promised to Pete’s mom two months ago. The time flew so fast. Pete waited every day for Mork to show up, but he didn’t. He wished to see him, even for at least five minutes, but Mork refused to visit him, even in Pete’s dream. Pete had no dreams since he came here. Thanks to his work, he always went to sleep tired and, although he might have had dreams, he didn’t remember them.
“Not yet,” Pete answered. He didn’t feel like leaving. He also regretted making such a deal with his mother. Pete should have been more persistent when arguing about this topic, but two months ago, he thought he had plenty of time. He thought Mork would sh
