Islanders. Наталья Андреева

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      “And this is Lida.” the owner introduced the nice woman, a bit plump with smoothly combed chestnut hair. She was simple and lovely. Her name was Lydia but shortly Lida.

      “No need to be afraid of her." thought the platinum blonde. She was that type of women who always and everywhere fought for the attention of men.

      “Close to her – Vera.”

      The woman who had arrived by the old car and parked slowly, stood up and nodded. She was the other type of women: the business woman. Not a business-lady or an owner of a company of underwear with her name as a title but the simple worker, who worked all night long so hard that almost hadn't time for the private life. Not the secretary, a rank above. The average rank.

      Her clothes were simple but comfortable. Her eyes were red like with the person who a lot of time spent at a computer. As most people she had contact lenses. But eyes looked tired because of them. The platinum blonde noticed everything and greeted her unwillingly. Well, that happened. May be she would look better dressed- up with the make-up …

      “Well.” the man looked round.And then addressed to the woman standing at a loss.

      “I think you should introduce yourself, shouldn't you?”

      “Okay.” she shook her curls and said proudly.

      “I am Angelica.”

      “Wonderful!” Arthur shouted. “What a nice name! “

      “It suits you.” said the kind woman Lida by name.

      “Thanks, I want to ask.” the blonde had hushed up. “Are the names real here? I am not sure …”

      And she stopped.

      “Not necessarily.” the man calmed her. “Here, as at a confession: the main thing is your soul and for God all people are without names. When God gives you life he isn't caring about the name. The man is important. The man who needs help.”

      “So, Angelica is with us today. Well, you are welcome, sit down.”

      The platinum blonde sat in an armchair and stretched her legs in narrow, sharp-pointed boots, modern but not comfortable. She asked the owner.

      “And what is your name? You have got the name, haven't you? How could we all name you?”

      “Yes, I have got.” he smiled. “I am Ivan.”

      Vera and Arthur looked at each other. "They knew each other." noticed Angelica.

      She became quiet and relaxed.

      That was not dangerous. All seemed so … normal.

      Sergey and Seva looked respectable, Zhanna was naive, Lida was nice and Vera with Arthur looked like businessmen. What problems could these people have? Anyway, there was no danger about them. All of them wanted to speak, communicate.

      Ivan sitting in the armchair close to the door addressed to the newcomer.

      “Angelica, do you want to ask anything before we shall begin?”

      “Yes. Can I smoke here?”

      “Can she smoke here?” Ivan looked at the others. “Sergey, I know that you smoke.”

      “So.”

      “Does it mean that you are not against?”

      “I am not.”

      “I agree.” responded Seva. It seemed he would agree with everything Sergey said.” I don't mind.”

      “But I do.” exclaimed Lida. “I do not smoke myself and I do not like when somebody smokes close.”

      “I do not smoke either.” Zhanna disagreed. “But I have got used. I do not approve but also I do not object.”

      “I smoke.” Vera complained about herself. “I try to give up. But I can't.”

      “And I even do not try.” Arthur smiled cheerfully. “I do not smoke. But for me it doesn’t matter whether you smoke or not.”

      “So, we shall sum up.” said Ivan. “Angelica, Sergey and Vera smoke. Zhanna, Seva and Arthur do not smoke but do not object. Lida does not smoke and objects. But you, Lida, in this case in minority.”

      “And you?” she looked straight at him.

      “I am neutral. I am always neutral. You should obey.”

      “Well.” Lida nodded. “Smoke.“

      "It is necessary to finish with the Tower." she thought. "This time I shall come into trouble, no need to appear here anymore. It is too hard."

      “I shall give you ashtrays.” Sergey rose. The conditioning is good here but we shall not smoke much. Relax.”

      He came to the wall and took from a shelf of the unit a pair of the light silver ashtrays. He said smiling:

      “I will take this.” he weighed the third ashtray in the hand. It was massive, made of dark glass and obviously did not match on style to other things in the room.

      “Well, the best – for the ladies, the rest – for the men.”

      He gave Angelica and Vera the ashtrays, then returned to his armchair and got out a pack of cigarettes. Ivan watched everybody smoking. The pause lasted for about a minute then he said.

      “So, today we have got the next session of psychotherapy. Shall we begin?”

      Nobody was against. And he added.

      “Who wants to speak?”

      “Robinson's Solo"

      The pause was long. Ivan kept silent. Аngelica smoked with pleasure, Vera persistently looked in an ashtray which was on the armrest of her armchair, Seva looked at Sergey, Arthur – in window… Then people in armchairs began to exchange glances.

      “Well, be brave.” Ivan said. “I remind you: everything that happens here won't be open for public. The newcomer?”

      “I don't want to be the first.” Angelica protested.

      “I see: you should look around. Who wishes to tell us about the problems? I shall open you my small secret: I have got an interesting solution. With it I shall help you to get rid of the fears. In the next room, behind the door which is at my back, there is a surprise.

      “What surprise?” Lida asked curiously. “We did not agree!”

      “Do not worry.” Ivan smiled. “It is not painful. Sessions of psychotherapy are absolutely not painful. It’s better to say they are pleasant. About money we are not going to speak now but I am sure time comes. And time is paid by you. So …”

      “I am ready to speak.” and Sergey stopped to smoke.

      Lida and Vera looked at him with surprise. Sergey had caught these sights and said.

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