Sima fell silent.
But one fine day Lilia Vorobeichik came to visit Miron at his place of work. Of course, he could tell her and Evka apart. But for a second he was frightened not to detect a belly. That was how much Evka had got under his skin. He could think of nothing but her and her belly.
Lilka guessed why fright had turned Miron as white as a sheet. She laughed and said: “There, Miron Shayevich. See how nice it is. Just like Evka but without the belly. As if nothing had ever happened. Come along, let’s take a little stroll. I popped over towards lunch time so as not to take your work time up with nonsense. I’ve brought pies. Home-made pies. Evka and I baked them. We’ll find ourselves a nice little bench and eat them there. Come along, Miron Shayevich.”
And the look she gave Miron t
