“Why didn’t you come sooner?” Laura shouted in offense. I was as naked as she was. Beneath me – as under the lion, for that matter – was golden sand, and when I looked up, a few meters away from us I saw the blue water of a lake from which a crocodile was sleepily poking its head. “So what do you think we’re left to do then?” she asked after a while. This is a work of fiction. “I don’t know, I didn’t get a chance to look,” she said helplessly. A kick in the ribs made me suddenly open my eyes to an unbelievable scene: I was lying half on top of the bushy mane of a lion snoring softly, and a little further away a lioness was visible. I stepped lightly over the lion, grabbed the woman by the hand and pulled her forward, then asked:
“Will you tell me what the hell is going on?”
“I’ll tell you, but let’s take a few more steps…
