(1965 year)

Your parents send you to spend the summer on a farm with your grandparents. You don't mind, because you love them very much, and you've seen them for a long time when they came for Christmas.

You were warmly received, as expected. After long conversations with your grandparents, you went to walk around a farm.

It was strawberry season, so big red berries hung from the little bushes in your farm field. You squatted down, popping one berry after another into your mouth and soon had your entire face covered in berry juice.

Suddenly you heard footsteps coming from the neighbor's field, which was surrounded by a small low fence. You raised your head and saw a boy.

"..."