Chapter 38

- What did you say to him? Olga asked.

“What do you need,” Miroslav answered. - Do not be distracted.

For which he immediately received a spoon on the arm. Taken aback for a moment by such arbitrariness, he took away the bowl and began to eat up. Two scoops of ice cream were not enough for him. This is Olga - a steadfast tin soldier, holding on. She sits happy, relaxed, although she ate only half a serving. She leaned her hands on the table, put her chin on her folded palms and stares intently, which only intensifies the resemblance to a cat.

- Well, Slav! I'm...