chapter 40 Don't be like a child

After saying goodbye to Maya temporarily, I returned to the attic, opened the door, and found Robben sitting on the rooftop, holding a guitar in his hand, but not practicing singing. The beer cans scattered around him made him look a little decadent. I handed him a cigarette, jumped onto the guardrail, lit the cigarette, and listened to the sound of raindrops falling on the awning, like a sad sob, soaking the night, waiting for dawn. "Why are you depressed again?" I asked with a smile. ...