November. It was a normal rainy day. I came to the university and sat behind a computer, do something and edited essay downloaded from the Internet. Well, yes. I was a normal student, who did not want to spend too much time on what can be done easily. And why not. Was a call. I took the tube. This was my uncle. He asked where my, I replied that the pope pass later, he was on Thursdays planerka, and my mother as usual in six seventh floor. As usual, he said, as I have, as training and I do not want to go somewhere.

I said no. And so it was. But I had planned that pass, my young man and we are led along. Plans derailed. Just do not have to think that I am a spoiled family. I do not know why this all had. I can not say it to you to answer. But could you are right, so think about. But this is the case and did therefore not be helped. Yes, and I do not particularly want. Maybe I was sick. So. It was two hours of the day.

And after some time came uncle. I was surprised. After all, parents do not. And he knows this. I offered to go of course, although what to do with it, I did not. Indeed, after some time to preyti my guy. I sat opposite him. And he sat in a chair and drink hot tea. I prepared for my Paschke. We stupidly and sat silent. Here’s uncle stood up and with words. V