I look at Grandma, and I don't know what to do.
"Go! Go! But come back with some wood and some fruit," she says.
"Ok!" I say, and I run out of the door and down the street out of the town. I follow an old track and it leads me towards the hills. Suddenly I see thenurseryin front of me. It is like a sea of green. There are all kinds of trees and a very big vegetable garden. I step inside the gate. It is quiet here, safe from the wind and it smells so good.