- Damn, Archie, you're a cracker! - I barked at the top of my lungs and, slapping my friend on the shoulder, rushed towards the fence. The adrenaline in my blood rose to such a level that my ears were pounding, and at that time my best friend was running behind me, puffing. - Oh, you brats, I’ll catch you, I'll hurt your ears! - the old man shouted to us, jumping out of the house in fur slippers and striped, stretched “families”. I don’t remember how I jumped over the fence. As she rushed further along the road, too. My friend caught up with me already at the edge of the village. “Stop, little one,” he exhaled loudly from behind, and I stood rooted to the spot, either from the surprise of the phrase, or from the fact that I was simply tired, “Mamzelle, you are just like a mountain deer..” .,” he began and laughed out loud, “To be honest, I even lost my orientation in space when I saw you wave over the fence.18+