In a blink of an eyelid, Darya was again at Rempert’s side. He gazed at her, worried, but didn’t seem aware that she had been away for even a second.
“Are you feeling well?” he asked gently.
“I’ll tell you soon!” she exclaimed, jumping up.
She started to walk away and then, just as suddenly, turned around to kiss the icy tombstone. She took Rempert by the hand and, together, they left the cemetery at a fast pace. The girl took her companion on the P366 road they had taken to come to a fairly new residential area. She went up the streets without slowing down and finally saw what she was looking for: a human being. It was a little boy riding a tricycle. She stopped at a safe distance, anxious. What if nothing had changed? What if this was just one more problem? She swallowed and continued
