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Today Wednesday 19 June 2013 10:11:08
It knew, how norman carries out the duties of the husband; who knows,
what it would become the father?
The soft crash of crickets lulled, made sleepy, and it seemed to it that it
even hears a grass smell - pjanjashche-luscious aroma of a mature grass, absolutely
inappropriate in may. The smell associated with august ripe meadows.
"I never felt earlier, that the smell of a grass from park got in
room, - she has thought drowsily. - Whether love - well, let it is simple
the hobby - so operates on you? Whether it aggravates all sense organs,
simultaneously dementing you?"
Very far she has heard thunder peals "and it too seemed to it
strange because when bill has brought it home, the sky was pure and
cloudless - leaving the car, it has lifted a head and was surprised to the huge
to quantity of the stars appreciable even in bright light of orange street lanterns.
It plunged, dissolved, left in the unique deprived
dreams night which to it remained, and last thought before
darkness has absorbed it definitively, was: "as i can hear crickets or
to catch a grass smell? The window after all is closed; i have lowered it before
to lay down in bed. Has lowered and has closed on a latch ". V. Crickets
on thursday in the end of day rozi as if on wings, has flown in "hot