I can smell the scent of rain

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This story is a kind of riddle, and ordinary logic cannot be solved until the very last page. Not often seen, so deeply and penetratingly revealed, the difficulties of human interconnections on the agenda. In the course of the story, there is a noticeable internal change in the protagonist, from impulsiveness and emotionality towards balance and prudence. This is a subtle psychology for our heroes. And they will have to understand each other and feel that even some non-human pathologies have no meaning for love.

The August sun heated the asphalt unbearably strongly, and from this it seemed to little Sam that the cracks with which the road was dotted were left by the rays of the sun. They drew a net at the bus stop, went downstairs, leaving their signs on the road surface, and ran away

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Eve shuddered again. She had never thought about rain in such a context, but now for some reason a picture of a shower was so vividly drawn before her eyes. And everything that Sam described was exactly there – So what about the computer? Can you work on it? – he suddenly asked a question, translating the topic in a different direction – Yes, but what should I do? Eve frowned, puzzled by the man’s behavior – Nothing complicated, – he turned his gaze to the window, and then took a deep breath, as if trying to hear the scent of rain, – Just write down for me what I will dictate

“Okay,” she shrugged, sitting down at the table, “and what will it be? – It will be a novel. – Sam thought for a second, closing his eyes, listening to something that was known only to him, – It will be called “I hear the scent of rain.”

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