Katrin got up from the bench and went to the fishing rods, took the horns and two small buckets, carried everything to the shore. I chose a place and stuck the horns into the ground, they will install fishing rods on them, if they suddenly need to move away for some reason. Returned to the table. Maxim finished off his mother's pie and now, in deep thought, was finishing his wine.

- Let's go fishing, otherwise the wind has intensified.

- Let's go.

- Have you ever fished? Katrin asked, pulling a fat worm out of the bucket, examining it from all sides and deftly planting it on the hook....