- Why are you silent, dad, are you happy? Fluff stretched his whole body.

Irishka looked with interest at how joy on Custers' face is replaced first by bewilderment, and then by anxiety, which in turn is driven away by an expression of real genuine intoxicated happiness.

“I rejoice,” he nodded vigorously, causing the red-haired pigtail to snake over his shoulder.

Why is it a secret from his wife? the cat continued.

“I was preparing a surprise,” Cas made honest eyes. - Let's go home, honey. There Antoine salted cucumbers for you.

- I want jam, - Irishka gave her husband a hand and hurried to leave the carriage. -...