u doing all

ng w

ending you

tar. -That boy is the only one who can help you now, Duscha, his intellectua

s back and forth talking to himself. -For Go

d down. -What a cheeky girl you are, besides, th

of meat, before the dish goes flying to her side at the hands of the irritable Petya Ivanov. Just as he had predicted, the plate flew out and me

please, this is a joke. If I wanted her to understand that I should be more respec

N

he laughs

ur best friend right now. -he frowns and clicks his tongue. -Oh, and no, you haven't learned anything, don't lie. -he raises his index finger, making the young woman swallow his words. Clearly, she was in his territory, she couldn't do much besides insult hi

e air, he finishes his exit from the place. He stops in the middle of the street, in the middle of the day and takes a deep breath, trying to understand the situation, "What's going on? Everything is out of control... Out of my control.

or his parents to come out and pick him up. -Miss, can you help me? -The boy s

she reaches out to the boy an

, he's mine, I think he's very sick,

he? Take me with you and we'll see if we can help him,

ka

alking until he entered a hole where, fortunately, the blonde's big body could fit. Between scrapes and some scratches he arrived at

y sad. -It's really bad, isn't it? -his eyes fill with tears on the verge of sobbing. Duscha open

in her hands carefully and cuddles it in her hands. She looks at the boy and smiles so

edicine an

pes away his tears. -Then if you want I can take him with me to get h

nd nods, making the decision to le

e puppy in her arms. -I'll go, quickly, so he can

ou pr

he boy nods quickly. She turns around, but stops herself from turning around. -Child, look. -she leans over to hand him a card with the number on it. -If your parents tell you that

t Lisovik. -Petya opens her eyes in surprise and

's hi

is hands together, excited. -My nanny

l go now, remember to eat wel

nto the house, but not

ppy. -Come on, Lisovik. -she laughs si