She was very beautiful in her youth. And now still pretty. Srod not give her age. If she did make up and dress up, then the rebound from the men will not be! And then he lives as a widow for 10 years ...

Uncle died suddenly from a heart attack, no one expected. Always so strong, cheerful ... Probably the death of his son (died in Afghanistan) hit her heart hard. Still would! After all, the only son!

- Well, nephew? Let's go to the forest? I am a mushroom deep into the taiga, and you - in the near forest on the forest raspberries. There is a big raspberries near the stream. Do not get lost. The main thing is not to depart from the raspberries and walk along the stream. Only your dress needs to be changed, and then the midges will seize and mosquitoes. Now I will give you a dress. Do you have jeans?

- Of course!

- Take it out! And a long sleeve shirt.

The aunt took out a cotton long-sleeved sweatshirt from her room (it’s always good in the morning), a scarf over her head and rubber boots.

- Uh uh! Yes, you have a doll right leg! - aunt looked at my feet doubtfully.

- In the leg! 40 size! What about you? - she raised her bare foot and for greater clarity, put her foot on the stool.

- I have 37 size.

- So I say - a ballerina with doll legs. That is my business! I used to go with my husband to take a steam bath to the bath, look at my naked Maxim and say ...

- Well, aunt! - I begged.

- Why? Ugh, I completely forgot that you are a child yet. Man still between his legs did not hold ...

I flushed with embarrassment and hurried to my room to change clothes.

When I came out to her in my new outfit and aunt's boots, she burst out laughing.

- Good! Well, in the boots of the newspapers we push, maybe they will not fall down!

She helped me to tie a scarf over my head by hiding a braid.

- Here you go! Handsome guy! - Aunt Ira laughed, looking at me. If it were not for your breasts ... And your breasts, Svetlana ... If I were a peasant, then ...

- Enough, Aunt Ira!

“Okay, okay ... I won't embarrass you anymore.”

She handed me a basket under the raspberries and sprinkled over the top of the sweatshirt with mosquito repellent and midges remedy. Soon we went to the forest.

It was not long to go. The sun was just rising and the bird choir welcomed its rise. Finally we come to the raspberries.

- See what a forest raspberry? Big and sweet. Ditch the most ripe, do not forget to throw in your mouth. And I'm on the mushrooms in the taiga. If anything, shout loudly - I'll hear.

With these words, my aunt withdrew and soon disappeared from view behind the pines and firs.

I began to tear raspberries. She really was very fragrant and tasty. I slowly moved along the raspberries, sometimes brushing aside from the annoying midges.

I listened to the singing of forest birds and the murmur of water in a stream.

The basket was half full of berries, when suddenly ...

On the other hand raspberries looked out the head of a bear.

He was tearing raspberries from the stream, deftly grabbing berries with claws of impressive size ...

For a split second, we both froze in a stupor, looking at each other. Then I screamed for fear, so much so that the volume of my voice would be envied by opera singers!

Dropping the basket from my hands, I rushed to run. I rushed like a real sprinter (how else the boots didn’t fall off!) My heart was pounding like mad from horror and fear. The bear did not lag behind. All the time I heard his breath and the crunch of branches under his paws. Having accelerated as far as I could, I again rushed forward, but soon I was exhausted and slowed down. It saved me from breaking the heart!

The bear took the lead and soon disappeared from view.

It turns out that he did not run after me, but in parallel with me - on the other side of the raspberries. Probably frightened of my screech (still!) When it came to me, I stopped, caught my breath and slunk back. Nothing like that, Malinki ate ...

That aunt will laugh with me! Half an hour later I was near the basket. Quickly having picked the berries and filling the basket almost to the brim, I went back to the house, not forgetting to shout to my aunt that I was leaving. And she heard or not ...

It was my first adventure that summer in Altai.

Soon followed the second, which changed my fate.