Book1:TeDream-Maker
ortheingweek.Dimitriwasrummagingthroughthegarbage,hiscartfullofemptys.Heybecausethescouldberecycledforanickepiedhecouldlookforwardtoagoodmealtheday."Moneyiseverywhereifonlyyouwouldlookforit"hethought.Inthegarbagefrontebakery,hefoundabagofpartiallyeatendoughnutsandbuns."Whatawaste!"hethoughtashebitintohisdelicioustreat.Hefinishedoneandputtherestintohiscartforfutureenjoymentbeforetinuinghissearptys.Suddenlyhebecameawareofthepresenceofanotherperson.Apairofwomaindarkbrowoppedinfrontofhimandstoodstill.Dimitri’seyestraveledupwardsfromthoseshoestothefadsawMarianna,eyesmoist,standingtherelookingathim. "HowhaveyoubeenDimitri?”sheaskedchokingwithemotion."I’velookedeverywherebutcouldn’tfindanytraceofyou.Isthishowyouhavebeenliving?"Shelosttrolofhervoidwasalmostsobbing.Dimitriwasremorsefulforhavinghurther,butheonlyremainedsilent.Amiddle-agedmanandaboywerestandingbyaparkeddtheboywascalling "Mommy!Mommy!ehere.Iwonnagohome.”MariannalookedatDimitrisilentlyforanothermihenwalkedslowlyaway,furtivelywipinghereyes,repeatedlylookingbackasifloathingtogo.Dimitriwavedgood-byetoherandwatchedassherejoinedherfamily. "Pleasedon’tworryaboutme,Marianna"hemurmured."Imayappearpennilessandhomeless,buttheearthandtheskyallbelongtome.Iseempoor,butIamrichbeyondimagination.IamKingDimitri!"Asthecardroveaway,Mariannalookedbackathimoutofthewindow,eyesmoistwithtears.ShesawDimitristillstandingtherewavingatherwiththebrightredscarfsnuglyaroundhisneafsh,hisfigureseemedtovanishlikealonelywildbird,flyingacro