I sank into a chair and closed my eyes. So it was easier to calm down while waiting for Timur to return.

To be honest, I expected this kind of reaction from his father. Well, maybe not so rude and on the forehead, but I clearly felt his hostility back then, in the camp.

In general, I could even understand him - some strange girl encroached on a dear child. And now she also dragged him, just a boy, into some kind of criminal showdown. Who would love that?

Yes, I smiled bitterly - if I were Father Timur, I would not be happy with myself either. So everything is...