September 2
But in the same time she felt surprisingly good with him. They always seemed to be tuned in to the same wavelength. He was never angry with her antics, he could support any of her whims without embarrassment.
One evening, when it was already late and deserted, they passed the locked gates of the University Botanical Garden. And Martha suddenly wanted to be in this deserted quiet garden on the other side of the fence.
"Let's climb over?" She suggested.
And a couple of minutes later they were already walking in the garden. It was dripping with a quiet rain, there was not a soul around, only dogs were barking somewhere in the distance. Their barking began to approach rapidly, and the night travelers thought it would be good to climb back as quickly as possible.
But the memory of this night walk and her gratitude for the pleasure she received remained with her forever.
Wanderer, part III
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