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Chapter 41
A friend of deceased Lubach looked carefully Sonia.
- Can I enter?
- Yes, of course, Sonia said, - and happy at the same time upset. Concerned by the fact that Andrei did not come. Happy belated because this visit has ended his nightmare and anguish.
- Come on, - invited Sonia - I've already prepared my aunt's business, you want to take something for you.
- Thank you, my daughter - I'll take it. The time now is difficult. I am retired, maybe it's a sin, but winter clothes and shoes will help. I hope that the deceased will not be afflicted. We were friends. Lubach I miss, it was a good friend. We shared all the joys and sorrows. And in our old age, and she and I were alone. So we had spent all this solitude. Did you cry? Would you tell me what happened?
- Yes, I said, to release my soul, but I do not know where to start and how to finish. Everything is so confusing and unclear and weird - Sonia dropped his head, then hid her face and has started to sob.
- Do not cry, my girl, tell me what makes you so sad? This is the death of your aunt? She was already old and it is quite natural.
- The death of the aunt, and what goes wrong in my married life and love, I am unhappy.
- Nobody is lucky in love - Lida smiled - in love it can not be lucky in love - it's the Lord's discipline to learn to trust and love.
Sonia did not tell the old woman's relationship with Andrei. She can not understand. Clearly Lida did not go. And to fill the void of the evening, Sonia asked: "Were you in love?
- Of course, "said Lida.
- It was a happy love? - Sonia asked.
- How explain? At first I thought it was not a happy love. And over time I realized it was the happiness of my life.
- Really?
- I can relate a little more, but it's a long story.
- Tell me you took, - asked Sonia. I slept well, Andrey is late. Raise a glass to the memory of Lubach and talk. Lida
agreed. The house smelled good meal with the leftovers of funeral. Sonia quickly set the table with a tablecloth fresh two plates with the meal, a bottle of wine, a drink served in Lida.
- And who does not pay? - Lida asked the question.
"I'm pregnant, I can not drink, said Sonia embarrassed.
- Well, it is impossible, impossible - Lida drank wine, ate and began to tell.
- The happiness of my life is to have this feeling of feeling superior. The story of my love ended tragically. We met by chance. I was young. I arrived in a strange city to study at university. I had nowhere to sleep and a guy invited me to stay with him. It is clear that the thoughts I had were the most controversial. But nothing happened. We talked all night and morning, we got separated. But this was not the end but only the beginning of our history. Then there was the year of life, which is impossible to forget to delete. Rare meeting. We lived in different cities. At the university where I passed the entrance examination at the beginning, I was not received. Finally, I received the institute to another city, smaller, perhaps, you know. I was a young girl from a small provincial town. And he, as it turned out, the well-known writer of young people, an influential man in the capital of Ukraine, position is very important. Us he was born of such feelings, we can not describe to anyone. The moment that happens in life lovers: you can not live without each other even for a second, or breathe ... And then he told me a story about his first girlfriend, who swore to love, and then she had betrayed him. "And, therefore, is not to be disappointed once again, he developed a plan. He said he did not need the love in the short term, only to marry, he needs the everlasting love, and we must prove that love one another . Not only was I loved her that way, but he wanted to ensure his own feelings. His plan was that we should not be seen for 10 years. He was only allowed to send a postcard for her birthday without any text. This should be the password to the fact that his love and memories are alive. He promised not to meet, and not to marry before I will receive a card and password. If the card does not arrive, so it was not true love. He told me to get married and even have children - because the youth pass. He promised to pick me up, me and my children after ten years of this time of trial. For 9 years we ran into 2 times, but he was adamant and ordered to perform our agreement at the end. During those nine years I was married, a graduate of the University, I had two son. My relationship between my family members were normal and beautiful, but with my husband, I felt desperately alone. During the ninth year, Vassili is are first sent me a postcard with the text: "Get ready, get ready." All the year I lived in a dream. I was tormented by the thought of how to explain all to my parents and my husband? But The plan worked independently of my will, and I could not do anything by myself. During this year I rid of unnecessary things and preparing cases for which I would need. And then the day of the tenth year has arrived. I went to the post, but I found nothing. I checked my mailbox each each time for several days, I met the postman, but maps were no more. After a while I realized that the card will not come. I was like in the state of depression but worse. I felt a lack of life in general. Throughout the year, after nine years I lived like a robot, I held office, I went to work, then go home, go sleep in the bed " ; die 'till morning. This situation became every day more and more unbearable. Finally the birthday "parolschika" happened, but it was already the eleventh year. I waited all day, and suddenly he was wrong and would come to me today, thinking this is the tenth year? Someone rang the doorbell at ten forty-five evening. I looked at the window. Behind the door was a beautiful blond. I did not expect that person, I therefore not open, I asked just what he wants. He said he was - an angel, and he was sent to send me the newspaper, where her poems were published. I said to this newspaper in the mailbox, and I promised to read these poems in the morning. I thought I was going crazy and I do not find any Gazetted matin.Le next guy is sitting on a bench near my house and stayed there until morning. And I stayed overnight near the window, watching. When the morning he got up and left, I rushed to the mailbox. There was a newspaper. I opened and read verses poorly on the last page, I had folded and placed on the desktop. The newspaper stayed there three years following that were more distressing in my life. What I've felt over the years, I do not want anyone, God bless you! A lot different things I threw at this time of my apartment even more from my office. But it would be useless this newsletter strangely remained in place until one day I noticed one thing. I was about to throw the newspaper, but I opened it on the third page, where I saw an obituary: Vasily died in a car accident the day it birthday. A postcard arrives in the world beyond, but by angels. Since there have been thirty years past. I remember him I love him, I made her day birthday. I told my husband everything. At first he was indignant - how you can love someone who is dead. Why he is with me and who is alive, I do not deserve? But the problem is there, because my husband is better in all respects and it has full capacity, he is worthy of me ... Then he resigned and we celebrated Vassili birthdays together. Last time her birthday was three days ago e. I pray for him in the church, my husband also prayed when he was alive, we were one family of Vasily because his mother had died long ago, he did not family and children. Everything is so simple now. But when I read the obituaries! I wanted to die, just to be near him. I'm not dead, but for a few days, I immersed myself in a strange state - I was not sleeping, but I heard everything and I knew my body was on earth, but my soul was in another dimension and I was looking for Vassili and I had found. I knew that thought was important and thought a huge mass and energy. Thus, with the help of thought can enter any point in the universe. Books on the afterlife, I learned that there may be people who left early and by accident. And my thoughts fly there. I found him in a cocoon of thick white matter and I ripped this cocoon, but my Vasya was asleep and I could not wake him. I started rocking the cocoon, it is true, what he has - a trickle. Vasya opened his eyes and he was very scared, he tried to escape because he did not recognize me. Then he calmed down and cried. I told him everything, he was very upset. He did not understand that he is dead. Now it comes very rarely in my dreams. For his birthday, as he says, releasing a few minutes. I see his thoughts, they are more sad about what happened. - Love is sad - Sonia said.
- But how do you find? Is this possible? How could the angels come to people awake? And mentally to enter into another world, one must have capacity? Sonia asked. This was not an idle question for her. She even spoke to yesterday in his sleep with angels. Oh, if Sonia had such power, she would find her son, Pavlik.
- Sure, maybe, but this ability must be innate. I have them, it turned out. I do not know about them. However, after the death of my mother, I found his letter, it became clear that in our family blood flow was very interesting person. Nikola Tesla. Have you heard of this learned?
- I heard, replied Sonia. - It seems that the Tunguska meteorite ...
- Well, it's late, I guess I - Lida said.
- If you want, come visit me.
- I would not forget to come see you - has promised
Sonia - I want to leave the house key. I'm about to go I do not know for how long. I'll put the spare key? I can leave quickly, urgently. Here, the key and money. Here are my data and Andrei, just in case. Addresses, phone numbers. Lida took
key, money, notepad, she read the names of Sonia and Andrey. Both names are Isakov. But she did not dare to ask for Sonia, who is it for her Andrei: This is a husband or son?