Category: L-3 READING

There once was a man. His wife had died many years ago, and so he lived alone with his only son. They lived in a little house in a small village. There were many fields with crops and cattle around their village. The man was not rich, but he wasn't poor either. He had a … Continue reading L-3: An Oak Tree

'What's going to happen to me?' asked the man. He was seated in a chair with his legs and hands tied to it. 'We will see. It depends on what you did,' answered the military man in front of him. 'I got a letter,' he said drily. 'That is not a crime,' said the interrogator. … Continue reading L-3: A Letter from a Friend of a Friend

An elderly woman was sitting on the tram when a man got on and took a seat opposite her. He had long gray hair and he was wearing a light-blue jacket with a black scarf around his neck. He put a large plastic bag on the empty seat next to him. In the bag, there … Continue reading L-3: The Last Painting

The midnight moon was throwing its reflection on the surface of the lake. It was quiet everywhere. The whole world was sleeping, only the nocturnal animals were out and on the hunt. a lake lit by moonlight / blog: L-3: In the Middle of the Lake In the silence of the night, there could be … Continue reading L-3: In the Middle of the Lake

The light was off, but the room wasn't dark. The light from the street lamps was flooding the space. A man was sitting in a rocking armchair near the window. He had a landline phone on his lap and the handset pressed against his ear. He was having a call with one of his colleagues … Continue reading L-3: The Second Bottle

'Gentlemen, this building is a piece of history. Two hundred years ago, it belonged to a very rich banker. He got rich on the inflation which killed many businesses at that time. I don't want to go into the details now. Suffice it to say that people didn't like the man. They didn't like him … Continue reading L-3: Murder in the Manor House

They came to say good-bye to them. The soldiers liked this couple, the owners of a little restaurant on the edge of the little town. They were husband and wife, and they were old. The soldiers' unit was in the town during the summer. Now they were ordered to pack and move to a different … Continue reading L-3: Three Bottles of Wine

It was about eleven o'clock when he went to bed. But he couldn't sleep. The noises from the street and the memories of the past twenty-four hours were keeping him awake. The neon lights from the nearby bar were coming in through the window. The badly closed blinds allowed them to play a little light … Continue reading L-3: In Hotel Room At Eleven

When they reached the old lighthouse, it was already dark. Every six or seven seconds, the lighthouse flashed a strong light to the sea, which was surrounding the island. The light went on and few seconds later, it was dark again. blog: L-3: At the Lighthouse The men were standing around the door. They were … Continue reading L-3: At the Lighthouse