Once, when I saw Csaba in the locker room corridor, I felt all the blood rush to my head. My face was incredibly red, I couldn’t utter a sound, and ended up fleeing into the girls’ locker room. I stood there, breathing heavily for about a quarter of an hour before I finally collected myself. I was afraid I was having a heart attack. But I realized it was only the blade of the dagger, twisting in my heart.
By the time I stepped back into the corridor, Csaba was gone (Thank God!). Of course, I called him on the way home, but nobody answered. I was relieved, but also a bit annoyed.
The following day, Mari whispered to me after practice:
“Did you hear the news? Váradi moved out from his parents’ place. The government issued him an apartment. I heard this news when I arrived at the end of th
