Book2:KigdomIteDreams

ting,enjoyingourfreedom,justdoingwhateverwefeellikewheneverwewantto,totallyunencumbered.Ifwedon’twanttodoanythiwon’t!”

    “Great!”saidJamaz.Takingupthebeerbottleheliftedhisheadandtookaswing.“That’salsomyideaofanideallife”headded.Thensuddenly,heswungaroundandjumpedupwiththebottlestillinhishand.Pointingatthetall,darkbushesheshouted,“Who’shidingtheresostealthily?eonout!”

    Fromoutoftheshadowscameatall,rgeandimposingfigure,butwithatoddling,unsteadygait.RichardandJamazcriedoutsimultaneously,

    “It’syou?OliverKaffee?”

    “Good!”excimedRichard.“Thisisswell!Ofallthepcesyoucouldhavegoo,youchoosetoehererightintoourhands!!You’redeadmeat,man!Whatareyouherefor?Doyou...”Dimitriinterrupted,

    “ehere,oldfriend.Putdownyourheavyburdensaforawhile.Iknowyouarehungry,thirstyanddogtired.Sitwithusandfillyourstomachbeforewetalk.”Knowingthathehadalreadysunktoroandhadoturntoanyway,OliverKaffeetooka‘ewhatmay’attitude.Ignthefactthathemaybeinthehandsofdeadlyfoes,peoplehehadgreatlywronged,hedecidedtosatehishungerfirst.Hesatdownnontlyonthegroundliketherabbedapieeatandgobbleditdownies.Hedrankthirstilyfromthebottleandwolfeddowhinginsightbeforebelgloudlyinsatisfa.Thenhesighedandsaidshame-facedlytoDimitri.

    “IIhavegreatlywrongedyou.Youhelpedme,promotedme,butIspiredagainstyouandtriedtorobyouofyourforturiedtokillyou.TodayIknoronganddeeplyregretwhatIhavedoit’stoote.YoutellmewhatIshoulddonow,Dimitriandevenifyouwaodie,Iacceptyourdecreewithatioment,withoutamurmur.”Dimitrismiledathim,

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    “Why