The Troublemaker for the Maniac

Our first meeting happened in the park. I was thinking about a new job and a marriage adventure I had gotten into so thoughtlessly, and he… He, just like a real maniac, knocked me off my feet. Knee-high socks, a mask on his face, a cloak… Back then the poor fellow didn’t know that with maniacs I have a short conversation. And in general, I’m not a girl timid. Look, even my new boss is nervous—just as soon as I’m anywhere near.