and a breeze of wind swayed the leaves of the trees, under which a group of friends settled in a picnic. Girls took their part in foodstuff, laying out fruit and vegetables on the tablecloth. Four well-built boys were near organizing the place to relax. The atmosphere was filled with light loughs and little conversations.
Meanwhile Katy offered her help to Harry and they went to the forest for firewood. − You’re looking good today, - Harry made a sound unconfidently and primitively despite his high IQ level and throat was dry.
− Oh, thanks, - she answered observing trees around her, − What are you planning for this month, Harry? − asked Katy with no time for answer and continued talking, − this summer have to be hotter than previous one and it scares me. What if it will be continuing? The temperature raises and no solutions appears. You know, H, I wish I could be a bird, like that one, sitting on the branch and waiting the wind to fly away, no matter what will happen later. I would know that the only one I need is sky and air and that it is. I would be scared of human beings with guns, but the higher I get, the tinier they will be like even as if they were not at all, − it seemed she ended, but still continued silently thinking. Harry tried to breathe deeper so that there was enough air at least for half a way. Of all the confusion of thoughts was not the one that he would like to express, though he tried:
− I wish I could be exactly that branch your birdy legs would settle on. I would be a shelter in a rainy day and be the spring water that nourishers in hottest summer…
− Um, - as if she woke up from a dream, Katy turned her head to him, − did I ask you about your summer? I wonder if you can come to my wedding.
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