Po what Victor received a letter from Francois and after what you read it and found that it be about one hour at sea, ho ani nerozhádzalo that before he saw Elle. He actually did not know it. Often it vídaval with Clement and Francoise, but never nezblížili enough to be greeted. Ran alongside it obzerajúc it from head to toe. It was very nice, but for him unavailable. If not, Francoise, I would it. If it is not Clement, should it. But these two obstacles not allow him or think of something more than mere "Hi" . Ideas, ideas, thought, stood and sat in the sand. It plans to buy her flowers, but did not know what. He remembered how beautiful and smelled the lavender one immediately found by the scent. Already based out of the door when he was called Violet. Was alone, was with Michel. It surprised him, was just glad to finally see a happy and sister. Quickly responded to her unspoken question about the flowers and ran to the sea. There have already been waiting for Francoise. Slowly he came to her, put her hand on her shoulder and she turned and smiled. -come- you said and hugged him. Smelt like a mixture of colors, cigarettes and sweat. Below that, however, concealed its perfume, which was very pleasant to the nose.
He made it lavender. -How do you know? - she asked and sčervenela. He just smiled and grabbed her by the hand. She told him as obsessed with the devil pulled into the sea. On it as a reasonable man pulled from the water and stripped of clothes and shoes. They started the race, who will be in the water before, who will keep under water as long as possible, who will tend to buoys and other crazy ideas of two young people. When based on the water, slowly getting dark. They sat on heated sand and talked. Glimpses. She followed his eyes to his every smile lit up and he watched her hand gestures. The longer they were together, the more it attracts. The longer she spoznávala him, the more questioning, that he is not for her. She was his world, which can accommodate three people. He was not the type who would understand her world and its perception. Victor only casually longed to know her mind, which was a big mistake. Her heart, once considered the man who prepared the hope it will once again fall in love. Paul. Bol. And it was not.
and therefore dopriala little joy in the form of these boys, who helped her to forget of which have not already. Therefore, Victor's suit. He was young and handsome. She unconsciously invented his lust for him. She needed someone to love, love someone ironically. Simply, if Paul came back, no more tripping on by anyone else, and Victor would have even mentioned. This was her world. A world full of pain covered small dose of joy.
read her mind, Victor held her hand and lips are close to her lips. Today -not- patted his face and kissed on the cheek. He was impressed from it, but still did not know about it. Not realizing how it came, digital error in his mind.
-Come on, getting cold- been built. Sunset light up the street they have walked. -See you, right? - asked timidly. She just patted him and nodded. Walked through the door. She went upstairs and had not stopped at the neighbor for a piece of cake, which it promised. Prior to her door she found the invitation. It was from Michel.
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