One day at the beginning of the zero gathered in the universe in the morning. Before leaving, I check the mailbox. The boxes were hanging in two rows, one above the other. The gaps for newspapers were above and quite wide.

I opened the door, looked and closed. I pulled the key and or sharply shrugged, but it stuck, the whole ligament slipped out of the hand. If he fell on the floor and her with her, he would raise up. I decided to catch her! And showing the miracles of the reaction, I crawl my hand over the bandage, send it to the wall, and from there with the ricochet - to the lower mailbox. Any other day she would get stuck. The stars were especially bright. She slipped perfectly.

There is no time at eight in the morning. Bring to the apartment from the number on the box. He opened the embal in his workouts with a cup of coffee in his hand. He listened, went down and opened the box. And just delivering the keys from the box, apparently, to the end believed in my story, because. began to roast.