Probably, - Really? full-grown were little girls of reality tv - You well live, Oleg? "That I did whole day? Nothing. Nothing have not done. Two times rang in Leningrad, nobody has not answered. And I did not dare today to go to Grekovym for thing - that I shall say him? Beside I come short power of water to go there... But that I now must do? As I can be met with him, with Georgiem Lavrentievichem? Write him note and leave? Leave today in the night? You us вразумительно have understood, Lyudochka? On move breaking cigarette pack, he went by it on corridor to front, where strange was see prepared on datcha valises, blow распахнул door on stair platform and, not having caused lift, horse race dashed on stairway downwards. Nikita has seen, as letter, compelled Grekovym from beneath papers, замелькало in his(its) finger, he considered, pulled at him(it), exactly did not know that with him to do. Afterwards, затоптавшись, bent over to open safe, has placed there envelope and at all could not close the lock, turned the key to the right and to the left, absurdly sticking out локти; white, on-стариковски neatly выбритые cheeks his(its) trembled. girls of reality tv - No. He, smiling, firmly стиснул unwillingly протянутую hand Nikity and impudently втянул him(it), шагнувшего through threshold awkwardly, in small room, блещущую, hot from waxed parquet, from utter, in the whole wall, glass book regiment. Here, there was closely from broad ottoman, coated by полосатым rug, where bosom wallowed the tape reels, from low кресел near red magazine table, on which stood the revealled tape-recorder, and was VWVmake colorful, light, even blinding from multiple colour reproduction in pier, from big mirror, imbedded in door, from ensemble of the glass ashtrays, preventive placed all over. - An Amount... Nich-what did not feel sorry, all lent! Well, добряк! Well, good lad!.. - Possible switch off? - has said Nikita, having noded aside tranzistora. - This chronicle... - You this must remember. She perished beside us on battery. Under Popyryami. - No! Will Be enough with Alekseya that that there is... I too his(its) love to ввязывать him(it) in this! With he will be enough! He is зажег headlights; have left with courtyard. - As you will order to understand, Valeria? Can be, explain?.. - In my opinion, no, - has said Nikita. - I not вытерпел too. Simply some bastard исподтишка! Straight испугался to say. And, right before ready to help and exactly someone deceived, Nikita, feelling acerbic fit solitude, has got up, has translated the eye on Alekseya. - Seems, in front, голубчик, bell. Beside me guests all. Meeting uzh, friendly! To you, to you!.. Nikita raised oneself slightly on локте, has asked: So was, so there is. When this not will, then us not will. All at most clear. -...Perished... We perished... All!.. - A Father, - has ed Aleksey tight joined, as from chill, gubami. - You to take? Or, can be, call for a taxi? - At the last years? No. Nobody... No, you know, met. Yes, met! - recovered active Oleg Gennadievich. - a Years five back. Went to Kislovodsk, see, in coach cost(stand)s the conductor высоченного such growing, and know, see - some strange familiar person beside it. It Is Woke;waked in VWVappear in the dreams saw. Valeria confronted the table, in one hand держа кожаную file, other hastily spread, as rubbish, in parties slip manuscript, has overturned стаканчик, pervaded before fine quip repaired pencil, which Georgiy Lavrentievich so lovingly touched, felt the tip a finger, when at the first day talked with Nikitoy. Immediately feel itself otherwise. - Do Not know, Alesha. The Crushed highlight bars moved VWXbe drafty foliage now brightly, as narrow blades, pricked, climbed in eye Nikity, and he could not discern the person Alekseya, heard the blows its heart, they gave oneself up to in whisky. - A Delight, yes and only, - has said Valeria and has taken Nikitu for button, has turned ee. - listen;hear, as you all this? - "comply". You do not consist... not communist? Ah yes... рановато. But I thirty years. - Not foolish! Tolerate can not идиотства, release;sell hand! You intoxicate... But was not nobody. And his(its) all плотнее, all удушливее squeexed iron gravity, pressed on bosom, on throat, and afterwards formless, having in its depth enormous human hands-глыбы поволокли him(it), turning over, as autumn sheet ветром, on field, a little farther from plaintive зовущего voice - to краю the land, where on black collapse coldly swirlled the mist. - Who "he"? - Distrust, very distrust, Vasiliy Ivanovich! - That I shall say him? - I want all know. I shall say him that if he will not explain, why all this is made, I on his(its) seminar shall read aloud this his(its) statement - all.