First Love

"A few paces from me on a lawn flanked by green rasperry canes stood a tall, slender girl in a striped pink dress with a white kerchief on her head. Four young men clustered round her, and she was tapping them one by one on the forehead with those small grey flowers." At the end of a dinner party, the remaining guests drink wine and tell stories of their first love. For Vladimir Petrovich it w...