Calamari Union Page #3

Then nothing worthwhile

will happen in your life.

You won't be worth foranything,

not even being a mother!

Slowly your life will slide...

Frank was right.

It's better to find a rich woman

than to attempt the impossible.

What're you going to do?

- Sell out the gang.

How is it done?

A rich academic widow needs

civilised company -

for a trip to Rome.

I saw the ad in the paper.

- But you aren't civilised.

She doesn't know that.

She can see it.

Follow me.

My name is Frank.

Is that so?

Well, what do you think?

Winter is coming

and we'll get nowhere.

We'll die -

of hunger and cold.

Back home one didn't quit.

Let's try once more, Frank.

Mother will forgive us.

Something's wrong, Frank.

Shut up, Frank!

Sh*t!

We've been tricked!

No, we only came too late.

Years too late.

I'm not staying here.

Where are you going?

- To Estonia!

Take me with you!

- There isn't room for two.

Then I'm taking it.

- Is that what you think?

Don't do it, Frank!

Just don't whine.

When the warm

springtime sun

Breaks the bonds

of ice and snow

Then small white anemones

Raise their tiny

little heads

And on their mossy bed

They sit listening to the tale

The forest wind hums

In the trees

It tells them

a story of little -

fairies dancing

by the spring...

The End

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