About the book: year / - Rita, I need the ball more! - Mitya shouted, placing his hands on his lower back. “I won’t be able to see the dog while my mother is allergic.” Do you understand?! - What do you understand? Desires! Wishes will no longer come true. – the girl shouted in response. - Mine, do you understand? They come true while I have the ball. He's alone, there's nothing you can do. You won't share, okay??