Francoise woke up in tears running down her face. Again, she dreamed about Paul. Blue pillow from her mom was soaked with tears. She was confused and scared. I dreamed her on it, was at her and stared at her. Smiling and held her hand. She was happy for the touch and appreciate each hundredth spent with him. It was all for it. Its dependence is given equating drug addiction. The dream suddenly changed. He lay on the sidewalk, she in a pool of blood. She saved him before moving car. Subsequently, the dream changed again. She was lying in hospital, he was at it. She caught his eye and died. These dreams often waved. Its mind about its future suggested. Often it happened that the dreams and fulfilled. It's in the blood. Her great-grandmother Board has predicted the future and the only one who believed it was Francoise. Before his death prababičkinou learned that die beautiful death. Such, what you always wanted. Wants to be loved by the true love. She felt that this prediction has never met. Her true love was miles away, and especially to Francoise did not exhibit any deeper feelings. Francoise you nepripúšťala his weakness for him. When he was mentioned, the hearts received wounds, which counts only man capable of deeper feeling. Interrupted her thoughts rising sun. Selected to the beach to observe it. There she met her sister. She sat and wept. She wore white clothes, wet from tears draining down his face. Sat down to her and hugged her. Elle clung to her and take her compassion. No sympathy needed and Francoise. Together silent and thought of his passions, which they passed through the hands. They felt the ground glass cup.
- should be only better - she said to Elle. Francoise is smile.
- Certain things remain in the family - and said she thought the joint pain, vision and related mind.
- Francoise, you should finally start to live your life! - Elle said suddenly. In a way, and she was right. She lived the lives of other people. Mostly they were stories of books, often perceived as positive and correct. But it never was that her story. Wanted to change in her life. Needed it as much as his drug addict needed. For others, understandable lust, but for her sense of life and the addict.
She pictured what it would be without Paul. She felt that her life is derived in a different direction. Would not have suffered, would honestly fell in love with a boy who would give her a nice life without problems and worries. She cared about the ordinary children of their ordinary man walked into the normal work would be smiling at his neighbors, who would it be like such as that - simple. Then she realized that Paul pulled her from normal life, empty, no But nice.
Ideas subsided. Hunger caused by Francoise only lust, and the food. They stood together and continue to pekárničky.
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