My city: the tragedy of one family. Дмитрий Георгиевич Боррони
needed only its money, and anything else.
Larisa almost told nothing about herself. She was afraid that she will tell superfluous and by that will bring Vika.
− Yes, you not the talkative woman? At you you will try to find out nothing.
− It is a complement?
− Certainly yes. – He took her wrist in the hand, and told. – You are beautiful! Such women are pleasant to me.
Larisa was flattered told. She seldom heard from men that she is a clever woman. Though if the man speaks to you about it, then he considers you the full silly woman. Larisa with care took an interest.
− What such? – and then added, kind of reproachfully: – Silly?
− That you? – Victor was surprised. – I meant nothing similar. What you the silly woman if you keep the mouth shut? Other girlfriend would blurt out everything about the girlfriend now, and you do not.
Larisa thought.
− It is a complement?
− If you want, then yes. – Then he suggested to walk. Here it already found what looked for. Larisa fascinated him. He, strangely enough, was happy that he got acquainted with it. Walking on streets of Moscow, they long spoke on interesting them equally topics. There came night, but they did not notice it. They walked on the night city and enjoyed each other conversation. But here they approached hotel. Already dawned.
− Dawns, – Victor told. – As time quickly flies. Did not manage to leave Robert's apartment as already dawns.
− Time, it quickly runs, will not even notice.
Victor agreed with it. He as nobody knew how time quickly flies. It runs, and do not keep up with it. Who knows how many to us it is released time? Some do not appreciate it, and some simply wave on it a hand and only in old age understand that time − this only thing that at them remained. Death, time stops and, eventually … the last hour, the end soon.
Biological clock has the time too. It much less, than life cycle of time therefore women hurry to become pregnant. They look for any ways it to make and, eventually, find. Whether there was something between Victor and Larisa, do not know. I think that the man the woman go to hotel not in order that to speak about something.
Larisa took an interest.
− you live here?
− Well you! For whom do you hold me? I live absolutely not here, just I arrived on affairs.
I do not know that Larisa felt then. Pain? Offense? Something else can. But she then told:
− I considered that all of you the decent person.
Victor grinned.
− And what you think, you really are pleasant to me? Do not forget the place, a knot. – He made a pause and asked: – Well you go? – Then he kind of with a smile added: − be not afraid, I will not offend.
Larisa immediately left the hotel foyer. She ran out on the street and ran somewhere in darkness. Down the street, badly lit with light. Here it stopped. She had no place to run more. It was at the dark deadlock. Around darkness, only there, in the distance, someone's shadow.
After this case Larisa never met Vika. For it it became the enemy No 1. To so set up the girlfriend? It is necessary to be true suky.
Chapter-5
Letters to …
Maybe this history took place, can and is not present? Can Larisa raped in the lane, and can and is not present? All this consigns to the past. Let's return to the present. What's next?
Roman came back home. He was angry. Being angry with itself, he could not understand how occurred as really happened. He overslept with the woman, with the trainee. That destroyed its marriage. Roman was angry with everything and on all. Who can understand these men? Than they think, having seen a female body? Some of them immediately conduct women in a bed, some only conduct them in restaurants, and they are necessary to some for the sake of numerous receptions to which you will not come without ladies. There are those who only sleep with them, without obligations, without something. Rum, or is just a way to give to her child his name? It is not known whether she was a virgin or not? And she can became pregnant from someone another, at the same time her virginity was not disturbed? It can be actually, and cases such took place in the history of medicine. Yes, doubts were proved. Roman did not know to whom and what to trust? He did not know in general as further to it to arrive, and wrote the letter of the mother.
The letter to mother
Hello, dear mother! How are you doing? How are you? I hope, you are healthy? Forgive that did not write you so long. It is a pity that you cannot arrive to me. Here it is good. However, if you want, then I will arrive to you to the village. I hope, economy as it should be.
But I will pass to business. I had a problem. As you know, Vera cannot have children. Treatment is useless, and the successor and the successor of our sort has to be. Therefore I got acquainted with one charming girl and was with her. And it is with me. By the way, she was a virgin. But there was what I call a discrepancy. My wife Vera absolutely accidentally on one of receptions got acquainted with Larisa. That woman who from me became pregnant. She told my wife the story, and that, having learned that, all this history concerned it, filed the application for a divorce. When I came to the lawyer, she told that my business smells fried that it that Larisa was already pregnant is possible and, having overslept with me, she only wants to attach me to herself and to give to the child my surname. Mother! What will you advise me in this case?
Your son Roman.
The letter from mother to the son
Hello, sonny. I am surprised that you remembered me for these two years. You − complete fool. Was born the fool, the fool you live and you will die too, obviously, the fool. You what you think? Your adventures will not remain unaddressed on the left? You are mistaken. It is necessary to pay for everything, and you! You are not able to cover up tracks. I so understand that they met on the presentation? Yes, more them had no place to meet. Yes they also did not meet if on this chertova the presentation you would not take this Larisa. You know, the sort is, and the wife should pay attention too. She would also not learn about Larisa if you, the fool, took the wife, the fool, on this chertova the presentation, the fool. And now that? Write me? Means, council was necessary? In two years lines and as the fried rooster in a bum pecked, so all of you home, to mother to be cried in a skirt you run. What? I what not so I tell? I speak truly. To you, children, it could not care less of us, the head you live and how what? So you run in a home. But where it at you, this house?
But it is fine, talked, unburdened the heart and will be enough. Give about business. You are afraid that not your child? Yes, women when the uterine film is torn already at the child's birth can have it. Also maybe it that the uterine film is torn not at once, and after the second or third sexual intercourse. These are the rare occurences, but they are. Therefore, unfortunately, who the child's father, can know only mother. My council: wait for the birth of the child and make the analysis of DNA, though it does not give a guarantee.
Your loving mother.
Letter of Hope to Belief
Belief, hello! Writes you Roman's mother. How are you doing? Heard that you swore and divorced my son. I, of course, am not excited about its act, but, understand and you are it. These words, of course, can offend you, but he, as well as many men, wants continuation some kind of. I in a coma time do not want to tell that you, Vera, will never have children. Of course, you will have them, I do not doubt it. The medicine does not stand still and as it will not seem cruelly, but adoption could save your marriage too. But now not about it. My son takes concerning the incident hard. I, of course, do not acquit him, but it if everything could be returned back, then he would make it. In the conclusion I wanted to ask you to talk to my son. Perhaps, for both of you not all is lost, and it is possible to save your marriage still.
Yours faithfully, Nadezhda.
Letter