I went out to the yard in the morning. I stand and smoke. Nearby neighboring boys ride in the sand, play some kind of "daughters-mother" thing. The girl asks the boy:
D: Let’s go here to really hide it...
M: What is it?
D: Well, we’ll hide it here... as if it were real... human graves...

I dropped a cigarette and, trying not to make abrupt movements (no much!He entered the house.