Grandma paused for a moment and stared into the distance.She sat back in his chair nuzzling into soft pillows and a hand reaching for herbal tea standing on a small table next to a small lamp with ridiculously glued,colored Bristol.
She took a sip of tea and a blissful smile came back to the past to their youth,beautiful years.
She closed her eyes and sighed slightly.
-Grandma.Are you okay?
-Of course my child.I did not feel so great since the death of your grandfather.Wonderful memories and times not forgotten.I am glad that I can tell it to someone.-grandma close her eyes again,but suddenly opened them as if she remembered something.-Do you remember the photos that you show to me yesterday?In the attic of an old wardrobe should be a few albums.
Your grandfather was very fond of photographing.
-The old wardrobe with you dresses and...!
-Yes!?
-That I know!-cried Johnny-Yesterday, I laid it on my desk.I just bring it.
He jumped up like a haunt,who got wind game,quickly jumped a little footstool and run out of the room,soon found himself on the stairs and jumping two steps he was at the door to his room.
-Joanna! Can you come and help me! Alone I can not carry this.
-Yeah! Already I'm running!-And ran after him.
Do not hurry I slowly circled the little table and chair, I glanced in the kitchen at Anna, who was preparing for us cookies and currants juice.She was a guardian of ours grandma or rather a companion in life,she helped in the house and garden,cooking meals and cleaning.
Our mother remembers her from the days of his childhood, so Anna has certainly lived here long.
Slowly jumping the stairs and quietly laughing at my brother,then he can not abolish a few albums I came to his room.
I was surprised when I saw on his desk six albums packed in a leather carrying cases and wrapped in parchment paper color.
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