Todays’ blog has been delayed because I have just come back home, 10PM, after a day spent outside in the scorching heat. I probably lived off water today.

We had a lot of duties to tend to. We started at 11AM and 10 hours later, here we are…back at home. Dehydrated and exhausted. The warm air throughout the day can still be felt on our clothes even with the nights’ chill.

Like I said, there was a lot of time spent outside today and for that reason, I am behind schedule on my blog. But I did find time to enjoy the day. I spent majority of the time during car drives reading a book about the little things in life that matter. I only started in yesterday and I have 51 pages left out of 204.

It’s written in verse and is told by three very original characters. The main character is a runaway teenage boy who decides to leave his abusive, alcoholic father for a better life with opportunities.

On his journey, he meets an amiable train driver called Ernie, a helpful librarian called Irene and a rich girl working at McDonald’s because she wants to get away from her family. She also happens to be one of the three narrators of the story.

As the story progresses, she finds herself attracted to the simple yet extraordinary nature of the runaway. And the boy in return learns to respect her, realising that there is more to her affluence and symbols of wealth than meets the eye.

The runaway also becomes friendly with an old hobo who has gone through a lot of rough patches in his life; the death of his daughter and wife which has made him so miserable that he has resorted to alcohol abuse and now lives in an abandoned train carriage.

This old man lives next door to the runaway. At first, the old man refuses any attempts of friendship made between him and the boy. But the boy shows that he really does care about the rude hobo by waking him up every morning and giving him coffee and Weet-bix with milk.

The runaway shows that he really wants to help people because someone had helped him at a very difficult time in his trying childhood with his unsupportive, aggressive father as the root problem. And he never, ever had the opportunity to thank that person back because they’d left before he could.

Overall, it’s a very good book and I am so glad I had it with me for today. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s blog and sorry for the delay today.