Book3:WereMyDreamIs
Jamaz.“Iwonderwhathewouldbefagtonightandwhatknothehopestountie.Hedidn’twantourhelpbutIworrythathemaybeindanger.” “Don’tworryabouthim,brother”repliedRichardoptimistically.“Heisarealman,ofabreedapartfromusandhastheproteofthegods.Don’tworry.Hewilleoutsafelyfromanydanger.Nothingstophim.” Dimitritemporarilyiddowntheheavyburdensonhisshouldersforamomentofpeadquiet.Byforceofhabithewalkedtowardsareeter.Hestoodbeforeastorethathadalreadyclosedupfortheday.Heneverknewwhatmerdiseitsold.Itwasolythathefoundouttheysoldallkindsinkcartridgeforputersandprinters,carryingargevarietyofinkofallbrands.Dimitriwasnotfamiliarwiththebyproductsofthemostadvancedbranchesofsdhadnoiihereasonhecameherewasbecauseever