Match 47
They were quiet, almost deadly silent while they sat on the dump grass of a nearby park.
There were still kids around running and they could hear the creaking of the rusty swings, laughter and joy was everywhere. Deciding to seek refuge under a willow tree that hid them from the rest of the world with its huge branches.
They had visited a pharmacy before finding their resting area and with the few money Alex had left, bought him supplies so they could treat Mark's cut. Thankfully it wasn't anything that serious. They cleaned it up and it looked like a big scratch. After Mark's grunts when the disinfectant touched his red skin nothing else was heard. The two boys were sitting on the ground, their backs on the rough tree trunk and one played with the little wildflowers that had grew around the roots of the tree and the other looking at the sky through the small holes on the tree's branches.