Big Salmon Lake Business in the Front

Spring was in the air and Lele greeted it with a sense of achievement. Another winter survived and months of warmth and relative safety were ahead of her. There was still a lot to be wished in her life - especially since she had learned to no longer be humble and restrained in, what she wanted. But this was probably the first year, when she looked forward with hope. 

Some people - on the contrary - looked for solace and happiness elsewhere. She had gone on a stroll, following a well-trodden path left by other crawlers in the neighbourhood and caught sight of the young man by the lake-side. Never the first to strike conversation, unless sure that there was no danger to her, she first sat down to observe him. If she deemed him good enough, she would approach. 

For a while there the guy looked perfectly normal and almost philosophical (like all people do, when they sit stoically and look in the distance), but then all of a sudden (that appeared to her) he got up and dunked his head in the lake. Attempted suicide? Never a religious creature, but one that still considered all life sacred and worth living, she closed the distanc between them to understand the full gravity of the situation.

She saw him resurface, did not see, what he had got in is jaws and therefore said: "You know - there are other ways to look for reason in life than at the bottom of the lake?"