The Water

– A stone for? – To expand the hole. At ten in the evening, in warm May to time, the neighborhood of the river enveloped soft twilight, but still light enough to be able to consider the area beaches, where they stopped. Place around an open, clean and at a distance you can see the building of a pumping station and the cliff – an alder-spreading "bungee". Swinging on its flexible branches, the boys here every summer, jump into the water. But this year's swimming season has not started yet. – Get in the bag! – Yuri hears the voice of a friend. – You do not should see a further way to put.

And put it in a bag of stone. Yuri does not want to climb into the sack. This request seems strange and unpleasant. Cowering, they squatted. Stone – hard.

And at that moment, looking at the sheared Jurin back of the head, Basil threw a puny little boy's neck and the wire sharply tightened her … Later, Yuri dead, placed in a bag, threw the water over the edge. He was pleased with the rapid completion of the operation: the boy was weak, moreover, infinitely trusted him. On the shore, already shrouded twilight, were deserted and quiet. Shivering and moaning suddenly started shivering, Basil hurried home in the village. * * * That evening, the mother of the Jura, a local furniture factory worker, helped the family move to a new apartment. Home got closer to the night.

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