Book-7. Edem, novella. V. Speys

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      – It is necessary to pay for the work of the employee, as a rule, this is his one working day. A day or two, he will find it. Again, you pay only for one day. How much will it cost, say, after the letter will be found.

      – And that this is necessary?

      – Here, take the application form. Please fill in his position, ie from whom and to whom. Or if there is no return address, to whom it was intended. And remember, we issued a letter of demand to the destination only to whom it is intended. Ie everything exactly on your passport.

      Anya trembling hands took the form. Began to fill. Filling, returned form.

      – Wait a minute, I’ll knock on a computer database. – The administrator has to click the mouse a computer, rummaging in the database. Then replied:

      – You know, this letter does not appear. It seems that we did not receive, nor three years ago, no four.

      – It cannot be?

      – Computer center is not lying, it is a guarantee! We have this iron discipline.

      Anya at a loss out of the building and the central post office in a dream, almost automatically down dale, on the subway reached to the house. She met Anna. The apartment smelled delicious fried potatoes and fried eggs with ham.

      Well, that’s where the letter? – With undisguised curiosity, looking Ana’s eyes, asked her Anna.

      Not that, letters, and there was never even a trace.

      – These are the times, strange it all. – Deaf Anna said. Then, recollecting himself, added:

      Let’s quickly take off your clothes, and at the table. Eat, as it should.

      Anya minute later was sitting at the table and was eating with gusto fried potatoes with ham and eggs, washed down with a hot strong coffee. Anna kept up with the girlfriend. Having finished breakfast, the women stayed in the kitchen. Were working there, trying to take myself, washing dishes, cleaning the kitchen then. In this tinkering around the house, the day passed. For Dima Anya went alone. Anna began to prepare dinner at all.

      Snow middling’s drumming on the face, cheeks tingling. Kindergarten, which drove the baby Anya was a few blocks walk along the embankment of the Moscow river. It was not comfortable in rainy days and very nice in good weather. Now, shrinking from evil wind gusts hewer, Anne dejectedly trudged toward the kindergarten. From the head did not come out painful thoughts, inspired by the letter of Elsa Eduardovna. Anya knew how Aunt Elsa; she could not write the truth. There, somewhere in the subconscious mind flickered saving idea that all that is written in the letter, though. But behind this hides a mystery. Maybe Aunt Elsa could not write here so openly about big money. And all of a sudden got a letter in the hands of either her Anya, what then? Anna began to think by putting yourself in the place of Elsa Eduardovna, wondering how she would do, being in her place? Of course, Anya would have resorted to allegorical, hidden form of presentation, pointing to some common Anya recognizable form. For example, in the house where she was Anne. On objects in the room. Reflecting thus, Anya came to the conclusion that it is necessary to read the letter again. Analyze each word, sentence. Find the hidden essence of a presentation. And to find the answer. Of course, it is necessary to approach it. And it will do so today. Once again, read the letter, weighing every word. Anya had not noticed, for his thoughts, as he found himself at the threshold of kindergarten. Went inside. Dima met her already dressed. The teacher hurried home and children dressed in advance before the arrival of the parents. The room was hot, and the kids were waiting for their parents sweaty.

      – You know, Tamara, crazy? – The threshold pounced on a poor governess Anne.

      – Oh, it’s you instead of hello? – The teacher retorted swoop.

      – Half of the children tomorrow kept with pneumonia! I guarantee it! – Stalking her Anya.

      – Mom, I’m hot! – Added fuel to the fire Dima.

      – And to me!

      – And to me! – Children’s voices were heard everywhere. At the door, as if by magic fairy Tinker Bell, the director appeared kindergarten Claudia Petrovna:

      – Tamara, go key to me! – A stern voice, so that it is audible to other parents, said the director.

      Well, here’s another. You want the best, and it turns the other way around. – Grumbling, went for Tamara director. Anya, took off the robe son:

      – Dima, you should cool down a bit. Then again we get dressed and go home.

      All right, Mom. Is it true that Aunt Anna will we live?

      – What do you want?

      – I do not know. – Dima replied evasively.

      – Well, after all?

      Of course, I want it to stay. She told me stories on the way to kindergarten told.

      Well, you son of lucky, I want it to stay.

      – Ur mom!

      A father to me, “Lexis” will take home. There’s a lounge and a computer is and warm! – Boastfully broadcast squeaky voice tiny baby in anticipation of its parent. Anya looked at him:

      – Go here, Igor. I’ll undress, chill out a little while my father would come.

      Kid awkwardly walked to Ana’s fashionable dark blue jacket with warm child to grow into a fashionable cut, as for skiers. Anna took off her jacket with a wholesome glow baby.

      – Well, now lying in wait for his dad. He probably somewhere stuck in a traffic jam on his “Lexis”.

      Dima jealously watched over the actions of mothers and frowning. His father was no longer a close and it seemed that all over him because of ridicule and make fun of. But in fact it was not. Meanwhile, Anya again put at Dima jacket, knit cap pulled on the hood. And quickly brought his son to the rash blizzard.

      Anna was not in vain wheeling in the kitchen. Hot and flavorful chicken, just taken out of the oven, published the magnificent smells rich spicy oriental spices. Molding golden crust, delicious rose chicken carcass on a platter lined with a baked potato in no way inferior color peel chicken. And fried onion rings to an amber color, odor competed with cilantro, fragrant celery and bay leaf smell. This still life is graced bank pickles and a bottle of red wine. Anya went into the apartment, drawn, these exquisite scents, went to the kitchen without removing clothing.

      – Wow! – Overlooking the course, which was put Anna on the kitchen table, utter delight.

      – I did not lose time in vain, as you can see. – Proudly she said.

      Well, we’re quick.

      Anna returned to her son. Dima at that time already had time to remove his outer clothing, and tinkered with the boots.

      – Hold on, son, I’ll help.

      Anna took off her coat, scarf and began take sub. Shoes off baby. Soon they were all gathered around the table. When the chicken was done, and Dima СКАЧАТЬ