Dasha and the bear. Vladimirova Anna

... this morning I was the happiest person in the world, I went to the sanatorium in a pine forest to spend a well -deserved vacation there. Only the navigator played a cruel joke with me and brought straight a frantic beast in paws... But even the beast, tearing the car to shreds, did not scare like the man in whose house I took refuge.... I raised my eyes to his face with effort, finding a far from good, studying gaze. There was no strength to say something sharply. A dense fog thickened in my head, paralyzing, smearing on the glass. And the man stepped through the veil of drops and was almost close. I just threw back my head when he put a huge palm around his neck and pressed me into the wall with his hot body. “Look at me,” the witch growled suddenly, “a witch...