Videvik(kogu raamat Inglise keeles)
they
weren't too many years older than I was. They were joking loudly among themselves, laughing
raucously
and punching each other's arms. I scooted as far to the inside of the sidewalk as I could to give
them
room, walking swiftly, looking past them to the corner.
"Hey, there!" one of them called as they passed, and he had to be talking to me since no one else
was
around. I glanced up automatically. Two of them had paused, the other two were slowing. The
closest, a
heavyset, dark-haired man in his early twenties, seemed to be the one who had spoken. He was
wearing
a flannel shirt open over a dirty t-shirt, cut-off jeans, and sandals. He took half a step toward me.
"Hello," I mumbled, a knee-jerk reaction. Then I quickly looked away and walked faster toward
the
corner. I could hear them laughing at full volume behind me.
"Hey, wait!" one of them called after me again, but I kept my head down and rounded the corner
with a
sigh of relief