Piotr's Dream

Piotr had never been to America. He hadn’t even been to Moscow. But he had a plan in his head. One day, he would to leave Chita behind. He would rent a sled and go to Tankha, where there would be a pretty woman with dark hair and dark eyes. She would teach him how to fly a red little plane. The two of them would fly to Vancouver, BC, and refuel the plane. Then he would meet a pretty woman with dark hair and blue eyes. And he would leave the first woman for the second. They would fly to Washington, DC. There he would meet a pretty blonde woman with blue eyes, eyes as blue as his own. And he would leave the second woman for her. And she would lead him to the White House, where the President would be waiting for him. And he would leave the woman behind, and enter the White House, and meet the president’s wife, who would cover him with kisses. You are such a beautiful boy, she would say. And the president would open a wooden box lined with red velvet. And he would take out two silver pistols. Come Piotr, he would say. I have prepared a big, blood red plane. We are going to return to Chita and kill your brothers.