CHAPTER 4.6

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 The sister falls on the first surface in the hovel. It fell on the carpet in the corridor. I kneel next to her. I look to see if he's breathing. Fortunately, everything is normal. Her eyes look at me.

- Chocolates. - The poor thing is snoring.

- What happened? - My worried mother asks. She falls to her knees next to Nasturcja.

- I had training with a sadist. I should keep quiet.

- You want to admit you made a bad choice.

- What!? I! Never in my life. I wanted to say. I had training a satisfactory. And I should keep quiet because I would learn even more, I would get valuable advice. Please do not twist my words.

- Nasturturcja, don't scare me. Get up, you'll sit on the couch. Father will bring firewood soon. And I don't want to witness how tragically this ends.

I help her up and to the nearest chair. I go to the kitchen for water and a candy bar. Maybe he'll be tempted. He hands the set to the table in the living room. And her eyes condemn the presence of a glass with a clear liquid. He even wipes the candy bar on his sweater as if he might get infected with something.    

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