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Alla stayed.
In the morning she woke up late, since it was Saturday, there was no need to go to work – there were two weekends ahead.
Vladik was sleeping, Alla kissed him on his velvety, pink cheek and went to prepare breakfast.

She managed to take a shower and have breakfast, while her son was still asleep.
– I got tired, poor thing.

Alla felt sorry for him.
She no longer felt remorse.

I, my wife, son and daughter are very tired.
We walked from the very afternoon, but it was already beginning to get dark, and it was time to stop for the night.
Together with my son, we quickly set up a tent and lit a fire.
My wife warmed up canned food and at the beginning of the tenth we, who were already well together for supper, were able to relax by the fire.
After nearly twenty kilometers of march, it was like a heavenly delight.
The unhurried conversation that we were having, relaxed us even more and I was already drawn to sleep.
It was at this moment that the rain began.
However, the word rain could faintly describe those streams of water that at once poured on us from the sky.

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In a hurry, we started hiding our belongings laid out in all the clearing into the tent, and when we were finally able to hide there, we were already wet to the bone.
Frozen and wet through, we huddle together in a scarf like wet kittens.
“We need to quickly take off our wet clothes,” Kate looked at our children with dismay, “Or we will definitely catch a cold.”
– Totally agree with you.
– I also looked at the children who could not answer, could only knock their teeth.
– Let’s build something like a screen.
Together with my wife, we were able to pull the blanket, dividing the tent in half.
Denis, our eldest who had only recently turned fifteen, picked up the backpacks of his mother and sister, and put them under the covers, he took his backpack to our half.
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