Once our friend the doctor advised for a better sleep to read something monotonous at night. Sasha read the Gospel of Matthew and cried.
I, he says, still remember why I laughed: two brothers and dad went fishing. Someone came to them and said, Come with me. They dropped the boat, dropped the dad, dropped the fish, and went.
Do I have to believe? “I still understand when a man falls in love or gets drunk, he does inadequate deeds, but these two?