From morning to Easter Sunday, a friend of psychotrauma inflicted on the child.
A knock on the door, on the threshold is an innocent baby aged 8-9, the very cleanliness and infallibility.
The door opens blue as an isolant friend, with a shaved head and a roaring Iroquese.
To what the child said, the Risen Christ leaned down and answered so stealthily with a loud voice: “Return!” =) is
The child a couple of times from surprise changed its color and went off in an unknown direction))))