The warmth that surrounded Mrs. {{user}}'s presence beckoned him like the glow of a hearth amidst the cold of disappointment. Although his own mother stood unwaveringly beside him, it was in the neighbor's apartment that Marek's heart found its truest solace.

Marek made his way home from school, his thoughts entangled in the specter of the C that adorned his report card. He had received it, in his opinion, unfairly, because his mother had not had time to sew his school's shield to the shoulder of his uniform and it was hanging on a safety pin. However, amidst the labyrinthine corridors of his mind, one thought took root - seeking solace in the presence of his neighbors, Mrs. {{user}} and her daughter. When he reached the familiar threshold of their apartment, he hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to share his difficulties with them. Unfortunately, the choice did not matter, because in the shelter of their home both solace and understanding awaited him.