was hot and I figured out another week with nothing else to do. The old shopkeeper went to the back and put the finishing touches to his work. He heard the jingle of bells on the door and went out to attend. He saw no one. He looked down. Behind the counter was a girl with deep brown eyes that smiled.
- "What are you doing? - She asked innocently.
- I build a snow ball - said politely.
- "Snow? "What's that?
- shake it and see ...
The girl took the crystal ball in his hands and shook with fear. Dozens of bright white dots and rose above the miniature town and began drawing down a silent waltz.
- I like the snow! "You have more?
- Not now, but if you come after tomorrow I will have a new totally different.
- Well! Goodbye - And, laughing, the girl ran from the shop.
spent a whole day and the next, the old man had finished building a new snowball different from above. In the afternoon, she entered the store and was impressed by the work of man, who promised that for every day that pass without her come to the store, build a new one. So the days passed and at least twice a week, the girl went through the store and the old man happy with his laughter and anecdotes.
Soon word spread that the old antique shop was a true artist and began to reach buyers from around the world TV even went to see him, but everyone said the same:
- These balls have a single owner and therefore I can not do business with them ...
An afternoon like any other girl entered the store and happy, even before he could teach his new work, he said,
- My parents say we're going to see real snow!
- I'm glad - the old man replied sincerely.
- "Construct more balls to come back?
- Sure, baby, will continue to build as before, do not worry.
And the man continued to work happily in the back room devising ever more exquisite ball. And so the months passed. And the expectation of the old man's work became so great that he agreed to create a small museum where you can share it with the rest of the world. And after years. And the man became increasingly famous and wealthy, yet nothing changed expression of apparent calm and gentleness, looking to infinity, as if waiting for something, something he knew would come at any time.
Until one day the man died. The next day at his funeral, everyone looked puzzled for a handsome young man with dark eyes crying in a corner and only heard him comment:
- Just a day later. Sorry.
That evening the girl went to talk to a lawyer claiming to be the heir of all man-made and signed a contract under which all local children once a year receive a scholarship to go with their families on a trip to see the real snow.
And the night of that day will be remembered for generations and was commented on throughout the entire country. How in the middle of August, in a village where they had a century without seeing it, snow fell for hours and covered the place with a thick layer of white magic ...
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