The night had long
since fallen when Anton shut the door behind him and set out to find company
for the remaining time until the sun came up again in the morning.
He had spent the
day locked in the office, that infernal day that had marked him forever. The
abrupt fall of the Scholarships had obliged him to overtime with great fatigue,
and the arrival at home, in search of some rest, was not what he had
conjectured; Took a bath, which he thought rejuvenating, ate a tuna sandwich
and stretched out on the couch.
He switched on the
television.
