Grandpa Josip cried. "Thank you!" "For what?"
"You have given me back the image of my granddaughter! And for that I want to help you! Come with me!"
We go outside the house. A few dozen meters away is a small shed. Josip opens the door.
"Damn!" Danijel murmurs.
"The trouble is that the electric motor doesn"t work and so the merry-go- round can"t be used, however, the seahorses will be perfect for your merry-go-round, you"ll see we"ll replace them!"
"Is it really possible?" "Yes, I"m sure it is!"
The seahorses are made of platica, he explains that the material is called PVC. They are all white, have a grittiness reminiscent of the wild west, kicking, rocking.
"The Italian children liked it! In Venice they imitated the nitrite." He explains. I think about my horses. One day Nena c
