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        "ThebeefisthathisnameisDimitriJa.”

        "Whoeverheis,Iwanthimwipedout!IwantyouguystohithimwitheveryFKenthingwe’vegot.Everything,cabishee?Seofthefamily.Iwanthimsnuffed!Iwantraceofthisassholeleft,cabishee?"Mr.Kaffee’svoicerosetoascreedhisfaceturred.Dimitrifeltachildishdelightthathecouldheformidablemobsterintoababblingmassofnerves.Hecppedhishandsandughedoutloud,saying,"I’mhere!I’mhere!eame!”

        Hewokeupughingandsaying,"I’mhere!I’mtheoneyou’relookingfor!"Thepeoplewaitingatthebusstop,eagertogethomeafterahardday’swork,turheirheadsandlookedathimcuriously.Dimitrilookedaroundhimdazed,andfoundthatitwasalreadygettingdark.Hesighed,"Backtotherealwain.”Helookedupatthetallimposingbuildingwithlightsalbze,ahimself,sittingonthecurbofthesidewalk."HowItoppleabanklikethatsingle-handedly?Iamonlyoneinacrowd;amanoreetlikeanantintheforest.Butaninsignifitmanlikemesurehadaludicrousdream!”WhathedidnotknowwasthatMr.Kaffeewasalreadyfagthegreatestchallengeofhislife.Fromwithinhistight-knitcircle,thestruggleforpowerhadbegunandhislieutenantswerefightingforsuccession.

        Dimitrishookhishead,stretchedhisstiffandagbodyandsaid,"Timetogohome,Iguess.”HewalkedslowlytowardsMarianna’shouse,dubiousastotheroleheshouldpyinthisprosperous,fast-movingandcut-throatworld.Hemused,"Idonotaskmuchoflife.Ionlywantthebaresties,enoughfoodtosurvive,tolivelifethewayIwant,freeasabirdtoroamwhereverIwillinthiswideworld,bearnoresponsibilitytoahustransflifeintothehighestspiritualsublimation.Idon’tcareaboutwhatothersthinkofme.Callmeastreetcatifyouwill.Ionlywanttodreammymagnifitdreamsunhampered.Iwillbesatisfiedtoekeoutalivingthisway,buttheeventsofthestfewdayshavebeengingrapidlylikeakaleidoscope,andnowIhaveawomanandahometogobackto.”Dimitrishookhishead.Thisnewlifemadehimfeelhedgedinbyitspressuresandresponsibilities."No,thisisnotwhatIwant.”hethought,butMarianna’sloveandaffeatesolicitudewerethetiesthatpulledhisrelutfootstepstowardsherhouse.

        Marianna’stwo-bedroomhousewassituatedinacul-de-saiddle-cssresidentiarea,notfarfromthemainthhfare,quietbuteasilyaccessible.TheoutlihehouseuhemoonlightgaveDimitrianunfamiliarfeelingofwarmth,asenseofbelonginghehadneverfeltbefore.Hewentintothehouseanddrewbackallthecurtainsintheliving-roomtoletthemoonlightsurgeinandfillitwithhertranslucidbrilliance.Beingacedtodarkness,hedidnotturnonthelight,deemingitsacrilegioustospoilnature’spoeticbeauty.Hesatthereonthesofa,baskinginthemoonlightaasrexedasifhewassailingonanopensea.Hiseyesfellonanopeeronthecoffeetable.Unsciously,hepickeditupandlookedatit.

        "Ah,it’sfromItaly,Marianna’shometown.”HedidnotuandItalian,sohecouldheletter,buthewasfasatedbythepictureofamanandaboy.Themiddle-agedmanwasarustworthytypeofafellowandtheboywasabouteightornineyearsold,chubbyandcute.Atthatmoment,anotedroppedoutandDimitrigit,surpriseditwasinEnglish.Tohischagrin,hefounditwaswrittento"DearestMommy"telliheirimmiimmigrationtotheU.S.Theshortletterwassigned"Yoursonnyboy,David".

        "OhmyGod!Marianna’smarried!Shehasahusbandandason!”Dimitriwasfullofself-nation."IshouldhaveknownawomanofMarianna’sagecouldhoutafamily.Howstupidofmenottohaveasked.HowunfortunateofmetohavemetthewomanIloveonlytofindsheisanotherman’swife!”Hekwashisownover-simplisticcharacteratwaiookanotherlookatthetwoiosenseofremorse.Hehadwrohesesimple,trustingpeoplewhowouldneverhaveimaginedevenintheirwildestdreamthatMariannawaslivingwithanothermanandhavinganuninhibitedsexualretionshipwithhim.

        "WhatshallIdo?"heaskedhimselfdesperately.Histhoughtsthenturohisdreams."WhatrighthaveItoexecuteIleensocruellyforadulterywhenIhavebeendoingthesamethingmyself?"Heseemedtobesailingaloheclearicywatertothepceofexecution.

        Inthedeadsilenlythesoundofoarshittierwasaudible.Hewalkedashoretowardsthetreeonthedesotehilndthebloodysefshedoncemorebeforehim.HeseemedtoseethetophalfofIleen’sbodyhangingfromthetreewhilethebottomhalfbelowthewaistybloodyandmaheground."WhatIdotoremedythis?"heaskedhimself.ShewasoherarebeautiesinthisworldandIorderedhertobechoppedinhalf!"HehadastrongwishtomakereparationstoherandbringherbacktolifeagaioryoftheCreatioohismind,sohescoopedsomeofthebloodysoilfromthegroundandtookittothewater’sedge,wherehemixeditwithwaterandshapeditintotheformofawoman.Hewashesitant,notquitesureifitwouldwork,butheblewonitanywayinimitationofJehovahanditgrewbiggerandbiggeruntilitmiraculouslyturoIleeifugasever.

        "ThankyouSireforlettingmeliveagain.”shemurmuredkneelingathisfeet.

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