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, 7 “Why