"There were three of us — Grishka, Kanatai and me. We were sitting on a flat boulder near the mill and talking lazily for nothing to do. The youngest of us is Kanatai, a pale, thin boy. He's two years younger than me, and he looks like he could get a couple more years. Grishka is red-haired and thick-lipped. He is already in his thirties, and this puts him at... see more