“You rescued yourself, man,” Sewer Rat said.
I was afraid Imre Pálréti would start talking recklessly about things he shouldn’t be talking about, like how we saved his life and all that. Anyway, I ended escaping to the veranda. Guszti came after me. It was cool outside but better than air reeking of smoke and homemade pálinka. Or was it? I realized then that the air smelled of warm cow dung. Guszti said his aunt’s one cow usually came home once it started to get light out. “Watch where you step.” I told Guszti I though his uncle was going to crack his ribs when he lifted him in the air.”
“It felt like it. He may be thin, but he’s got a grip like a python.”
I tried to grin. We talked more about school, our teachers and friends. He said he liked the way I ran. “You usually bolted from the
