Nicolas Mathieu. And their children after them (№ 413641)

He remembered what summer was like in his childhood. It was another continent where he moved with his brothers and friends so as not to leave until the very beginning of the school year. Then everything went differently, the summer became some kind of striped: work, girls, mopeds. Then - adulthood, summer ran almost imperceptibly, reduced to some three weeks of mandatory paid leave, which always seemed to go wrong, which was always not enough.