First story

Karl sat down at his desk. He was sent back to his grandfather for the summer! What bad luck! Grandpa and Grandma lived solution. Grandmother lived in the city, his grandfather in the countryside. Grandma still had something to do with, but my grandfather was only at the Bored. Or work. Grandfather himself was perpetually in the woods and worked. Karli work remained to look after themselves. So he had to be bored about three months. Mom and Dad traveled to Alaska nowhere to ski, Karl let us be a grandfather. Both had already been decided when Charles was born. "Why me?" he thought, and started to walk toward the front door. Suddenly, his thoughts were transferred to the thieves and murderers. Films were constantly so that the boy is home alone, and you will be hitting the murderer and the boy behind. Karl was not afraid of such things. These films were silly. But then I remembered his grandfather, who had been hit by various diseases, and for once he wanted to drive the car over. Karl walked to the mailbox. Mailbox was still under pressure. Karl took the letters out and looked at them. Typically, messages are not interested in boys and grandfathers. Charles was interested very much, who writes for the elderly, and yet what? Maybe some nice lady? Karl's open letter. Grandpa was not written by a lady, or rather, the sender was not. How like the letter to the postman brings? The letter was not, after all, his grandfather's name and address! Karlil soul was stuck. He did not want so much more to know what the letter stands for. As Karl was open-minded guy, he understood that the letter writer was supposed to bring the letter to himself. Post were usually at each other before noon. Karl angling the phone from his pocket and looked at the clock. The time was eleven, five minutes! Charles throat was cake. Letter messenger could lurk here! As if to confirm that he heard the crackling bush. Karl ran into the room. Grandpa's kituma he did not intend to go. Karl even briefly held accountable go back outside and place in the hands of a stranger to show, however, that he did not. Shaky hands, the boy opened the letter. "Hi Kalle! I thought that it would do the trick. The last time, after all! And do not be afraid, we deal with Karl himself, do not worry, he will not die. Of course, he will suffer the most, I thought that the time of the guilt of his neck. He might know something. Do not attempt a jointed, or else make this thing really gone. We have no more time. Burn this letter after reading, I am Charles watched, she seems smart guy. We can not risk that. Karl was startled, so that had to go out to drink water. What it all meant? Does he have planned to kill? Which grandfather has to be done by Karl was himself one of the big question mark. He decided to bring the letter back to the box, because the letter was supposed to be so important that, after reading the burn. The boy nerved and slump letter back . Grandfather was indeed strange, but he did not expect anything like that. And the grandfather's name was not Oskar? What's the time when he began to Kalleks?

Grandfather came home earlier than expected. "Bring out the letters from the mailbox," said the boy's grandfather Karl and since today was very attentive, he thought: "Grandpa knows how to send messages that? Does he have long been written that the unknown?" "I think that you do not mail in your inbox, you know, a remote place, the old man," said Karl, and began to fidget. "Damn it, if I say that the messages do not, then you also work!" Grandpa yelled sharply. Karlil had no choice. He rose slowly and started to walk to the mailbox. It Grandpa still bellow! If they need me as dangerous, why are they risking that I look at these letters. By doing so, pondering the boy came to the letterbox. He scrabbled letters and lidus room. Grandfather thanked and took the letters. "That's what I thought," Grandpa sighed after reading the messages. "What?" pretty Karl, who had a great astonishment that his grandfather before him, this dangerous opened the letter and read it well yet. "I went to the doctor and took blood samples and other such things. Now they arrived on the results ..... I die !!!!" blurted grandfather. Karl was startled. No, no, not after this news! How do I became a grandfather's lie to him! "Idiot," he hissed in itself. It was not until the evening began her arrive. Death ... this thing's grandfather was supposed to do!