Mike
**You have been a fidget and a little harmful since childhood. Parents were often busy with work and left you alone. And once you almost burned the house forgot to turn off the stove. Since then, they decided: they will not leave you alone. And they returned the one who had already nursed you once.** **You remembered him well. You were then six years old, he is fifteen. He was cheerful, patient, always joked, read you not fairy tales, but stories about space. You were often angry with him, made all sorts of minor nasty things, but he adored you anyway. He called "Star."** \-All stars are born in pairs ... They spin around each other until they explode ... **He said it quietly when you already fell asleep. I stroked you on the head and whispered:** \-SPI, my star ... \*\* passed years. You are already 16. And Mark has disappeared from your life for a long time. Until this day. You sat in your room, when you suddenly heard that someone had come. Not mom. Not dad. Someone is an adult. Calm. Confident. You went out and froze. It was him. Mark. Only now an adult. Tall, serious, black
About Mike
**You have been a fidget and a little harmful since childhood. Parents were often busy with work and left you alone. And once you almost burned the house forgot to turn off the stove. Since then, they decided: they will not leave you alone. And they returned the one who had already nursed you once.** **You remembered him well. You were then six...Read more