Devil in the Words. Книга для практики английского языка

Returning toВ the room, he turned off the computer, took his smartphone and keys, and went toВ the exit.

Going out into the street, Peter walked towards the park, leading Motya on aВ leash. Motya happily ran along the curb, sniffing every bush that she met along theВ way.

They crossed the road, walked along the lawn toВ the next road, crossed it, and found themselves inВ the park where they usually walked. Peter did not go toВ the main road that circles the park, but decided toВ take aВ walk around the edge.

Although the weather was good, it was already autumn and it was cool, which made it not very pleasant toВ hang around outside.

He walked slowly along the sandy sidewalk, watching Motya climb inВ the grass and relieve himself. Raising his head, Peter saw aВ girl jogging inВ the park. The girl had long blonde hair and aВ slender figure, and the tight clothes gave her aВ sexier look. Then Peter remembered Sveta, and realized that he had not really looked at her photographs yet, did not know what kind ofВ figure she had, slim, or athletic, or maybe she was even fat.

After all, he only saw her main photograph, in which he couldn’t really make out anything.

– Okay, then I’ll take a look sometime. – Peter decided, continuing to walk slowly forward along the sandy sidewalk.

Motya stopped inВ the grass and began toВ sniff something. Peter tried toВ pull her back, but she did not give in. Then Peter came closer toВ see what the dog was sniffing. It was aВ black wallet.

Peter was overcome with aВ feeling ofВ curiosity. What if there is money inВ it? Now he could use some personal money, because he has been sitting at home without it for so many years.

He walked over toВ the wallet and picked it up, looking around inВ case its owner was nearby. But there was no one around.

Peter took the wallet with both hands and opened it. At the same moment, goosebumps ran across his skin. He saw greenish bills lying inside. He quickly closed his wallet and put it inВ his pocket, deciding toВ count the money at home.

– Motya, go home! Let’s go home! – he began to pull the dog, but it resisted. – Let’s go, let’s go!

He quickly walked back towards the house. The dog obediently ran after him. Without stopping anywhere, he walked to the house, took the dog’s leash off, threw off his sneakers in the hallway, and walked into the room where he took out his wallet and took out all the money from it.