THE MYSTERY CITY

CHAPTER 68

With the rustle of the blanket covering me, I fall into a deep sleep, listening to his whisper:

Sleep, my little beast.

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With such a wind, it's a pity we didn't take a kite! Zoe's scream grabs my attention.

The wind overthrows her cry almost to a whisper, but I still hear it. From frenzied delight, I forget what I was doing before I heard it. With a jubilant cry, I run to my friend through the meters of green meadow separating us.

— Zoey! - until a crunch I squeeze her in my arms, tears begin to roll from my eyes, and a happy laugh escapes from my chest.

A friend returns the hugs, smiling stiffly, as if she does not understand my mad joy to see her alive and unharmed.

- Let's go! Alex is waiting for us. There, down the slope, - she pulls my hand, - where the wind is weaker. Let's go before we get blown away!

The magic word "Alex" is a repeat trigger. Despite my legs tangled in a blue skirt, I rush forward, overtaking my friend. She, an avid lover of pants, suddenly also flaunts a d