And our Miss I-non-empty-place went down the street thinking about the operation. So she got to the main square, where there were swings. She often went here, but before this story happened to her, she did not consider this place special. On one swing the girl climbed, sat on the second, swung on the third and crashed into a snowdrift. At this moment, when Masha fell from the swing, pressed her favorite book to her and began to look at the sky, everything began to look completely different. The sky from a very tiny and inconspicuous turned into a huge and infinite, and Masha began to tell him all her fears, because the sky listened to her better than anyone in the world, and Masha began to trust him most of all.