– Of course I'll tell you! Our neighbour runs a sewing shop. Are you going to Oxford? – Mary came out of the kitchen and brought me a mug of steaming hot tea.

I took it confusedly.

– I shouldn't have, thank you» I mumbled, not sure what I was going to do with it. Certainly not to drink tea! I hadn't drunk or eaten anything human since I'd had ice cream in Karlovy Vary. I hated human food that day.

– Can we go there right now? – I asked, trying to avoid the damn tea.

– Now? But you just got here.

– I'm not tired at all. Shall we?

– All right, but change your clothes: it's quite cold outside.

– I'll be right back!

Putting the mug on the table, I ran to my bedroom and quickly changed into jeans and a warm tunic to look like people at this time. I grabbed my wallet and put it in my favourite black shoulder purse and walked out into the hallway.

– Wow, you look so pretty! – I heard Mary's voice behind me.

I felt embarrassed: my looks didn't impress me.

– Thank you, you too» I answered her.

– Guys must be chasing you around! – Mary giggled, fiddling with her boots.

«Maybe I should go with boots too? I don't think I know how people dress in autumn at all!» – I thought, but still, I put on my sneakers and put on my tunic and my blue jacket.

– You're wrong. And let's not talk about that, shall we? – I asked, embarrassed by Mary's words.

– Tell me, did Harry ever flirt with you? – It was as if she hadn't heard me.

It's a good thing I'm not blushing, or I'd be as red as a cancer.

– No, he didn't. I asked you to! – I said reproachfully. – I don't like these conversations!

– But why? I just…» She cut herself off, glancing at me.

We left the house in silence. I closed the door.

– Wow, the first time! It took me twenty minutes to open it today» she exclaimed. – You've got talent!

– You just have to push on the lock, that's all. Well, take me to your seamstress» I said, already cooled by my irritation.

Mary laughed merrily and, taking me by the arm (which I hadn't expected), led me into the workshop.

– Where did you come from? – Mary asked.

– Warsaw. That's the capital of Poland. Maybe you've been there? – I answered.

– So you're Polish? Yeah, you have a weird accent. No, to be honest, I haven't been off the island at all, and I don't want to. I just want to live in Oxford, work, go out, have fun, you know, live.

She tripped, but I was just in time to stop her from falling.

– Wow, thank you… You're skinny but strong! – Mary said with surprise. – But let's go out into the sun: you're as cold as a dead man.

«Why does she keep emphasising that?» – I thought irritably.

We stepped out into the middle of the road, and we were enveloped by the still diffuse rays of the morning sun. It felt really nice, and I squeezed my eyes shut. I loved the sun.

How abruptly my life had changed! Just yesterday I was going to live alone and not socialise with people. Harry didn't count – it was just an experiment. Now I was walking hand in hand with this strange, laughing girl, almost a punk, who I would be sharing my house with. If my parents or any of my parents found out about this, I'd be killed!

– Harry told me you were studying in Scotland» I said, determined to find out more about Mary.

– Harry doesn't know I'm here. Yes, I went to school there, and then I wanted to go to college, but I didn't get an interview, and do you know why? I forgot to take off my nose piercing, and it's such a strict college! They have such terrible rules! – Mary even shook her head.

– Then why did you want to go there? You're so free-spirited» I said, not wanting to offend her with the word «free-spirited».

– It's not me, it's Harry, he's been so insistent on reeducating me. He thinks I'm a tomguy. But I'm not.

I didn't say anything because I was thinking what Harry was thinking.

– Do you have any brothers or sisters? – Mary asked.

At that moment, two cyclists rode past us shouting, «Hello girls!»

I frowned and Mary shouted after them: «Hi!»

– Yes: I have two older brothers and two older sisters. One is married and lives in the Czech Republic, and the other, Maria, rented your house three years ago. Do you remember her? – I asked.