About the book: year / - Who will repair the fence? — the stranger asked, arching an eyebrow. “It’s logical that I,” I answered, rubbing my sides. “Of course.” But there will be one request, while the necessary parts are being delivered, to repair this hole. I nodded and breathed out a sigh of relief, because I knew that my grandfather would help me. “Without the help of Yegor Ivanovich,” the man said, as if reading my thoughts. “Yes, please.” — I snapped, turned around and tried to find a way out with my eyes. “Where is the way out?” The man grinned and pointed to the left. “See you tomorrow.”.