Because this tree — as I am watching it for so long now, I am sure of it — is definitely happy about its chipmunk.
Ok, I give in. Let it be. Today I am happy about the chipmunk, too; I don’t have anything else anyway. But at least I have the chipmunk.
Satisfied, I picked up the papers. I placed them in order and smoothed them out to neatly lay on each other. I reread them, and with a smile, I concluded: I really did it. I put my first work on paper. Then with decorated numbers, I wrote: 04.06.2012. Who knows, maybe it will be important one day when I will be famous. I laughed at myself. I imagined myself writing a novel about our incredible life in India — if he will call again at all — and about our adventures. I am sure we will get into some crazy adventures. I laid back and enjoyed th
