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Anna groaned:

– You're home now and you can do whatever you want, and I have to go over the damn rocks tomorrow, so let's go to bed.

Rogda disappeared, and Ratmir appeared.

– Ra, where are you? – Anna whispered.

– Hello, dear, we decided to have a little rest here.

– I have important business to attend to." There's a boy-a great-grandson of a friend of mine-who needs help. Look at him. I want to accept him into our family. What do you think?

For ten minutes Anna seemed to be in a dream, until she heard her nephew's voice again.

– I saw him, and I don't mind calling him brother. Go to sleep…

The girl smiled serenely, inhaling the frosty freshness and winking at the stars peeking under the awning.

"The bottomless sky is good,"– she thought.

A thin boy of about seven years old stood by a fresh grave, which was mercilessly covered by the falling snow. Suddenly he was seized with a fit of coughing. He fell to his knees, and the white canvas was stained with drops of blood. Someone put a clean handkerchief to his lips and hugged him. After a few moments, the chest sounds subsided. The child was reclining on the woman's lap, looking into the warm eyes.