Among the sheets and thorns I find a tiny envelope. I open and read.

“Wait for me now I will ... although no, I know that you need time. In an hour, I hope you'll manage." And the time is written.

"That's in half an hour! - I understand very well. “I wonder who sent them.”

"Oh, you don't know the type." I tell myself, but I myself am so happy happy. I hug the note and press it to my chest, it feels so good.

I quickly collect flowers, no one has ever given me such a huge bouquet, I should put it in a vase, but I don’t...