The Summer Of The Beautiful White Horse - William Saroyan
By-Afreen Azad
Liuku: 2
Mourad! Where did you steal this horse from?
OK, Let me put on some clothes first.
Leap out of the window if you want to ride it, Aram.
Well.. A while later the horse ran around excitedly, but was caught, strapped and safely returned to their home.
Liuku: 3
Will you let me ride alone?
Liuku: 4
Good day young fellas! I say, that horse looks exactly like my lost horse.. What's it's name?
It's Իմ սիրտը (my heart) .
Liuku: 5
Tooth for Tooth! I could have sworn it is my horse if I didn't know your parents.The fame of your family for honesty is well known to me, yet so....
Hmm..We must return this horse...
Well nothing to clarify here. Good Day, John Byro.
Liuku: 0
Oh, Khosrove..I don't know what to think. The horse is stronger than ever! Better-tempered too. I thank God.
Two Weeks Later
Next Afternoon
Quiet, man, quiet.Your horse has been returned. Pay no attention to it.
THE END
A Little Later...
Good Day, my young friends.
No, Aram...Not unless I get a ride first. But, just make sure that you don't lose control of this horse because, as you know, I have a way with animals.