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