The crowd. Толпа

Глава 1I get everything I want for a pretty smile.. From an overheard conversationA little boy was walking shopping with his mother. She said to him, “We’re going shopping.” On one hand, he liked that. After all, he was walking with his mother. But on the other hand, he didn’t like it. No, not going with her—going shopping.He dreamed that in a big crowd, he would get lost. He let go of his mother’s hand, and she would leave him forever.He also remembered the fairy tales they read to him. And he understood that as soon as he was alone, Baba Yaga would catch him and eat him. And he wasn’t quick enough to slip out of her oven and roast her himself.His mother shouted at him to get ready quickly. The boy put aside his book. He didn’t close the pages. The picture showed an old hag with a baking shovel. The shovel was wooden, unlike any he had ever seen in real life. But he had definitely met …