part 2
The purse slipped out of his hand after colliding with a passer-by. As soon as I went to pick it up, something unusual happened to me. Suddenly someone pushed me. I could not keep up with the pace and just then someone grabbed me again.
The cars are speeding on the road. What a terrible thing was going to happen. If I fell somehow, I would have no hope of survival. Thinking is getting cut. Hart is beating so hard that it looks like he has started a rebellion to get out.
I kept myself normal and looked ahead. The purpose is to see who saved me. I looked and saw Sara standing in front of me. Seeing the size of his eyes, it seems that he is very angry. But I do not understand the reason for his anger.
- Sarah, are you here?
- Why, would I be happy if Azrael was in my place?
- What are you talking about? Why can Azrael stay?
- You mean, like, saltines and their ilk, eh?
- I won't understand if you explain.
- Why did you go to commit suicide?
- What? Are you crazy? What joy would I go to commit suicide?
-People commit suicide not in joy but in sorrow.
- I have no grief that I want to die.
- So you wanted to fall under it to see if the car was OK?
- You misunderstood me. Trust me, I didn't read it on purpose. Someone pushed me.
Sarah fell silent at my words. After being silent for a while, he said
- But who can push you?
- I don't understand that. My purse went down later, I went to pick it up and then someone pushed. So I couldn't see who he was.
- How did the purse fall?
- Walked past a man's body.
- Then maybe you were hitting someone else again while picking up the purse. I mean, the whole thing is unintentional. Otherwise, what is the benefit of pushing you?
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