Читать книгу Oh, I love… A series of short stories - Николай Лакутин - Страница 4

Memories took me back to the distant carefree years. I must tell you that I have never been a good boy. Ever since the garden times, he pulled off the neighborhood girls… the one with the flower. I fought with pleasure with "colleagues in the shop." I remember how I tore my T-shirt in a fierce struggle to my garden friend, then I sat and sewed it up on a chair under the strict supervision of a teacher, and my friend, laughing, pointed his finger at me and teased. It was embarrassing, but more humiliating. But now I can sew T-shirts.