Oleksandra Marina

All wrong

It seems that there are people who like to go to funerals. I can’t lie down to them, maybe, for the time being, I’m not the one to love like that, come in, or maybe my character is unacceptable for me. I did not care about the veracity of the information about the background of such people. Especially in the funeral, I don’t want to know anything good, even if I spent in the rest of the way, I don’t care about my youth, I’m already rich: few of the young athletes go on to develop the sport of their profession on their long happy fates, then there’s no number of days, I pumped up my muscles and got recruits in sections for good money in the security service, or even more money - in crime. From i hovaemo.

Ale this day, bury me, as if I had appeared, as fit, in black jeans and black divers, trimmed in the hands of frills of fluffy, different-colored aster, were smaller. Solid, calm, rich people. And what is the best thing - for a hysterical wiguk, no one who would clog up at the rides, grabbing for the heart or consuming the memory, as often happens, if it’s raptov’s wife, about whose death no one thinks about and whose unstoppable breath throws near. No, I did not expect the next sign of shock. I thought it was amazing.

Vtіm, nі, not crooked soul. Two more days less than and tediously finished drinking the next one, but the results of the rosette showed it ambiguously: death came in the end, or, more precisely, the grains of the heart, caused by a great dose. cardiac drug, prescriptions to one of the members of this family. And not to the one who died as a result. You can pardon the wrong drink, but only one, and not a couple of dozen, before that, there are teas in the great kitchen. Axis so pies ...

Before the ritual hall, I went to one of the first and sat by the car, watching for those who arrived. Khvilin, five years later, a bright light appeared to me - suddenly from my miyki - a car, for example, on my great zdivuvannya, Viliz Igor, a distant, serving that microdistrict, in which the homeland of Rudenkiv lived. I got to know Igor for a long time, when I had only begun to work with Rudenok, I became like me, and I used to drink beer in the nearest zabіgailіvtsі and trembled about every fool, For me, it didn’t fall to the thought that I should drive such a wheelbarrow. Vtіm, perhaps, a car and not just taking it from someone, to get to the ritual hall, roztashovano dosit far from the center.

Igor reminded me, pidishov and siv entrusted, on the front seat.

- It's great, - I nodded, - did you come to show off your guard and speak loudly?

- The next zvelіv buti, - gloomy vіdpovіv vіn. - Watch out. Well, you yourself understand, death is criminal. Opera tezh immediately pull up. Pasho, do you know the order?

I nod my head again. How many funerals were in my memory.

- Come from the first group, with your loved ones.

I zdivovano glancing at the dіlnichny. At the ceremony of farewell to the hall, where a string was installed, to ask the nearest ones, in other words, members of this family, to give them the opportunity to be alone, let us die, poridat, and then we will sweat, through the whilin ten-fifteen, if the first whil passes hysterical, launching the others, After what and pochinaєtsya vlasne hromadyanskaya panahida or vіdspіvuvannya, tse vzhe in whom scho. I am not a member of this Rudenka, but save me to those close to me, if possible, then at a great stretch. Who is it? Hiring a practitioner.

- Invisibly, - I said vaguely.

- I will understand, - Igor's voice sounded unstoppable softness, - I will understand everything, Pasha, but I ask you. Please. Already, it’s better for operas to walk with close ones, not in an arc, but outside eyes can be blown. Obov'yazkovo. Vbivtsya - someone from the quiet, someone from the first group, from the relatives. It is even more important to know who is standing, as if moving, as if marveling, who is talking with him, who is crying, and who is only pushing in, what he knows. Well, Pash?

I movchav, upyavshis at the priladov's plate.

- You are sensible, - Igor went on nonchalantly, - the first moment, if you stink to the drum, - you are the best, so start it. Most of them fed the people only alive and healthy, then we would bring in the “Shvidka”, then we would remind that she was dead, and then we would stink її already dead in the trunks. Total shock. People at this moment rottenly lead themselves, rottenly understand and even more often hover around those who they wanted to stink. Well? Can you help?

Zagalom, vіn me vmoviv.

І axis I stand in a small Garniy hall, at the center of which a string of string hangs, and I guard for the presence, hiding my eyes behind the dark fold of the eyepieces. There is a mustache in the eyepieces, every single one, of the youngest, six-fold Kostya, and go and know that the person is covered with reddishness and swollen like tears of a povka, that you want to grab a dry, baiduzhiy chi evil look.

Who is the killer of them? Who? Aje tse absolutely definitely one of them, that no one else.

What a moment I know two fates, if you come to work to Rudenka, why will everything end so scary?

* * *

If I was a kid, my mother constantly repeated that I needed to be sensible, cunning, protective, that I was with my ram straightforwardness, that I, having naїvnosti respecting honesty, only suffer, but I won’t be of any use. Mabut, mommy is small in race, ale, schob tse estimate, I needed to live mayzhe thirty years, stuff blues and bumps, win deyakі prizes and medals at once with the ranks of the master of the sport of the international class, balance on the borders of disability without a hitch life. More precisely, the life was still bulo, but even more intelligent, and the axis of the robot was not familiar. None. And the cleverness of my backyard was in the fact that, having ripped my teeth, they allowed me to live in a new one without a cat, but only for a short hour.

Like a lot of young people, I'm timid, and more than once, typical pardon: having respected that “so you will be forever” Forever there will be youth, strength, health, physical condition, sports success, there will be a robot that pennies, and there will be a kohannya. Moreover, the objects of the kohanny itself are periodically changed, but all the same, one blames firmly for the change, so that the price can’t be skinned.

I'm a fool, for which I paid. No, not a fool - an idiot, moreover, fantastic. Without a doubt, I was just happy in that sphere, as they are called special lives, and my skin attacked my path at that hour, if I had not yet parted from the front, then the problem of the life did not seem to hang: I just moved from one apartment, what to lie lady of the heart, on the other hand, the lord, which became my new kohana. And what the hell am I thinking, what will you be like?

No, I’m lying, I’m obviously not thinking of anything like that, and in what way I still use a typical pardon: I didn’t think about the future. And why think about the new one, if you will be like that yourself, like today? There will be safe cuties with apartments, and there will be paid fights at closed clubs and “black” totalizers, and people who want to train seriously and pay for pennies. So what is there to think about?

Then I was cool, leaning on my car at the wrong crossroads and at the wrong hour. Five seconds earlier than later - and that p'yany cretin, who rushed on a chervon light with a little less than a sound, slipping past me. Ale vin did not slip through, if I through the pіvroka viyshov z likarnі, about the same serious training with serious opponents, I could no longer move. For the first time, my "lodge lady" overtook the vicissitudes of special nutrition with a cardinal rank, so that she was elected to the zamіzh. Obviously, not for me. Possibility to live on this area, having spent, but she had seen noble shards of names, she had already moved to a new one until the moment of my discharge zamіsky cottage, And she graciously allowed me to live in її apartment, but it’s not long, while I take my own life. Haven't you figured it out yet? I am not a Muscovite. I have come from another place, small and distant, more, like and impersonal people, naїvely vvazhav, what a garne, like a movie, life here and now, then only in the capital, where great pennies are spinning and with impersonal possibilities to show yourself like to stick out.

Zagal, it would be possible to describe the history of my foolishness for a long time, but if I don’t work it, then the result is important: I suddenly stumbled without primary physical conditions, without a penny (though with a brand new car. First of all, I’ve robbed myself, having signed up with the liquor, - having bought a car, raking in the extra money for a living, and without that I’ve made a fortune, because I’m happy with the drink, I’m not happy with the cheap ones), without work and without a living. To the retelling of what I do not mav, I need to add money and turn back home, to the right place. I didn’t want to see me from Moscow. The mind in me, maybe, it didn’t bulo, because how is a reasonable person buying a car, if there is no way to live? But it was impossible to show yourself without a car. Yak tse: Moscow has no car? So I, having stuck my pride in one spicy place, began to shukati to the robot. Yakby was instructed by my mother, there, obviously, she would say that I needed to be sensible and cunning, so that I could see what propositions I wanted to add, for such a valuable shot, like me, be ready to shake both hands, ale me, rozumіete, nabridla robot with grown-up, hefty pumped up uncles, all the necessary pennies, I have already earned and now I’m wondering what to get better, so you pronounce, and I’m still povibirayu povikobenyuyus. Alemami was not in order, and I took up the work of the authorities with the help of the authoritative me without stupidity, so by launching my resume on the Internet, and also calling the rest of the month, I managed to improve for the rest of the year, honestly rozpov about the problems of being healthy , scho ready to take on the right, as if to get salaries for hiring the cheapest living, gasoline and food.

Evils of the right life - 6

Chapter 1

It seems that there are people who like to go to funerals. I can’t lie down to them, maybe, for the time being, I’m not the one to love like that, come in, or maybe my character is unacceptable for me. I did not care about the veracity of the information about the background of such people. Especially in the funeral, I don’t want to know anything good, even if I spent in the rest of the way, I don’t care about my youth, I’m already rich: few of the young athletes go on to develop the sport of their profession on their long happy fates, then there’s no number of days, I pumped up my muscles and got them from the sections of the novice for good pennies in the security service, or for even more pennies - from the criminals. From i hovaemo.

Ale this day, bury me, as if I had appeared, as fit, in black jeans and black divers, trimmed in the hands of rims of fluffy, different-colored aster, were smaller. Solid, calm, rich people. I sho naytsіkavіshe - a hysterical viguk, no one who would cling to the rides, grabbing at the heart or unobtrusive, as often happens, if the rapt is a gynet, about whose death no one thinks about and whose misfortunes in the air throw close ears. No, I did not expect the next sign of shock. I thought it was amazing.

Vtіm, nі, not crooked soul. Two more days ago, having drunk the last one, the results of the rosette showed the same ambiguous: death came in the end, later on, or, more precisely, the grains of the heart, caused by a great dose of a cardiac drug prescribed to one of the members of this family. And not to the one who died as a result. You can pardon the wrong drink, but only one, and not a couple of dozen, before that, there are teas in the great kitchen. Axis so pies ...

Before the ritual hall, I went to one of the first and sat by the car, watching for those who arrived. Khvilin, five years later, a bright light appeared to me - suddenly from miyki - a car, for example, on my great zdivuvannya, Viliz Igor, dіlnichny, who serves that microdistrict, in which the homeland of Rudenkiv lived. I got to know Igor for a long time, when I had only begun to work with Rudenok, I became like me, and I used to drink beer in the nearest zabіgailіvtsі and trembled about every fool, For me, it didn’t fall to the thought that I should drive such a wheelbarrow. Vtіm, perhaps, a car and not just taking it from someone, to get to the ritual hall, roztashovano dosit far from the center.

Igor reminded me, pidishov and siv entrusted, on the front seat.

It's great, - I nodded, - did you come to speak and speak loudly?

The next zvelіv buti, - gloomy vіdpovіv vіn. - Watch out. Well, you yourself understand, death is criminal. Opera tezh immediately pull up. Pasho, do you know the order?

I nod my head again. How many funerals were in my memory.

Come out of the first group, with your loved ones.

I zdivovano glancing at the dіlnichny. At the ceremony of farewell to the hall, where a string was installed, to ask the nearest ones, in other words - members of this family, to give them the opportunity to be alone with the dead, to give them, and then we’ll sweat, through the whilin ten to fifteen, if the first whil passes hysterical, launching the others, After what and pochinaєtsya vlasne hromadyanskaya panahida or vіdspіvuvannya, tse vzhe in whom scho. I am not a member of this Rudenka, but save me to those close to me, if possible, then at a great stretch. Who is it? Hiring a practitioner.

It’s not clear, I said in a vague way.

Oleksandra Marina

All wrong

It seems that there are people who like to go to funerals. I can’t lie down to them, maybe, for the time being, I’m not the one to love like that, come in, or maybe my character is unacceptable for me. I did not care about the veracity of the information about the background of such people. Especially in the funeral, I don’t want to know anything good, even if I spent in the rest of the way, I don’t care about my youth, I’m already rich: few of the young athletes go on to develop the sport of their profession on their long happy fates, then there’s no number of days, I pumped up my muscles and got recruits in sections for good money in the security service, or even more money - in crime. From i hovaemo.

Ale this day, bury me, as if I had appeared, as fit, in black jeans and black divers, trimmed in the hands of frills of fluffy, different-colored aster, were smaller. Solid, calm, rich people. And what is the best thing - for a hysterical wiguk, no one who would clog up at the rides, grabbing for the heart or consuming the memory, as often happens, if it’s raptov’s wife, about whose death no one thinks about and whose unstoppable breath throws near. No, I did not expect the next sign of shock. I thought it was amazing.

Vtіm, nі, not crooked soul. Two more days ago, having drunk the last one, the results of the rosette showed the same ambiguous: death came in the end, later on, or, more precisely, the grains of the heart, caused by a great dose of a cardiac drug prescribed to one of the members of this family. And not to the one who died as a result. You can pardon the wrong drink, but only one, and not a couple of dozen, before that, there are teas in the great kitchen. Axis so pies ...

Before the ritual hall, I went to one of the first and sat by the car, watching for those who arrived. Khvilin, five years later, a bright light appeared to me - suddenly from my miyki - a car, for example, on my great zdivuvannya, Viliz Igor, a distant, serving that microdistrict, in which the homeland of Rudenkiv lived. I got to know Igor for a long time, when I had only begun to work with Rudenok, I became like me, and I used to drink beer in the nearest zabіgailіvtsі and trembled about every fool, For me, it didn’t fall to the thought that I should drive such a wheelbarrow. Vtіm, perhaps, a car and not just taking it from someone, to get to the ritual hall, roztashovano dosit far from the center.

Igor reminded me, pidishov and siv entrusted, on the front seat.

- It's great, - I nodded, - did you come to show off your guard and speak loudly?

- The next zvelіv buti, - gloomy vіdpovіv vіn. - Watch out. Well, you yourself understand, death is criminal. Opera tezh immediately pull up. Pasho, do you know the order?

I nod my head again. How many funerals were in my memory.

- Come from the first group, with your loved ones.

I zdivovano glancing at the dіlnichny. At the ceremony of farewell to the hall, where a string was installed, to ask the nearest ones, in other words, members of this family, to give them the opportunity to be alone, let us die, poridat, and then we will sweat, through the whilin ten-fifteen, if the first whil passes hysterical, launching the others, After what and pochinaєtsya vlasne hromadyanskaya panahida or vіdspіvuvannya, tse vzhe in whom scho. I am not a member of this Rudenka, but save me to those close to me, if possible, then at a great stretch. Who is it? Hiring a practitioner.

- Invisibly, - I said vaguely.

- I will understand, - Igor's voice sounded unstoppable softness, - I will understand everything, Pasha, but I ask you. Please. Already, it’s better for operas to walk with close ones, not in an arc, but outside eyes can be blown. Obov'yazkovo. Vbivtsya - someone from the quiet, someone from the first group, from the relatives. It is even more important to know who is standing, as if moving, as if marveling, who is talking with him, who is crying, and who is only pushing in, what he knows. Well, Pash?

I movchav, upyavshis at the priladov's plate.

- You are sensible, - Igor went on nonchalantly, - the first moment, if you stink to the drum, - you are the best, so start it. Most of them fed the people only alive and healthy, then we would bring in the “Shvidka”, then we would remind that she was dead, and then we would stink її already dead in the trunks. Total shock. People at this moment rottenly lead themselves, rottenly understand and even more often hover around those who they wanted to stink. Well? Can you help?

Zagalom, vіn me vmoviv.

I am standing in a small garne room, in the center of which a string of string hangs, and I watch over those present, hiding my eyes behind the dark skelts of the eyepieces. There is a mustache in the eyepieces, every single one, of the youngest, six-fold Kostya, and go and know that the person is covered with reddishness and swollen like tears of a povka, that you want to grab a dry, baiduzhiy chi evil look.

Who is the killer of them? Who? Aje tse absolutely definitely one of them, that no one else.

What a moment I know two fates, if you come to work to Rudenka, why will everything end so scary?

* * *

If I was a kid, my mother constantly repeated that I needed to be sensible, cunning, protective, that I was with my ram straightforwardness, that I, having naїvnosti respecting honesty, only suffer, but I won’t be of any use. Mabut, mommy is small in race, ale, schob tse estimate, I needed to live mayzhe thirty years, stuff blues and bumps, win deyakі prizes and medals at once with the ranks of the master of the sport of the international class, balance on the borders of disability without a hitch life. More precisely, the life was still bulo, but even more intelligent, and the axis of the robot was not familiar. None. And the cleverness of my backyard was in the fact that, having ripped my teeth, they allowed me to live in a new one without a cat, but only for a short hour.

Like a lot of young people, I was timid, moreover, more than once, a typical pardon: having respected that “so be sure.” Forever there will be youth, strength, health, physical condition, sports success, forever there will be work and pennies, and there will always be kohannya. Moreover, the objects of the kohanny itself are periodically changed, but all the same, one blames firmly for the change, so that the price can’t be skinned.

I'm a fool, for which I paid. No, not a fool - an idiot, moreover, fantastic. Without a doubt, I was just happy in that sphere, as they are called special lives, and my skin attacked my path at that hour, if I had not yet parted from the front, then the problem of the life did not seem to hang: I just moved from one apartment, what to lie lady of the heart, on the other hand, the lord, which became my new kohana. And what the hell am I thinking, what will you be like?

Elizabeth August

It is not that simple

CHAPTER PERSH

Sarah was driving a car on a snowy road and laughed in a radio eyeglass. Far ahead one could see a breach in the fence and a large post-shelter wall - the white of the month and the next turn. In the depths of the soul, she doubted that she knew the old month after the old rock. It appeared, so, I recognized it. In the distance, beating my eyes, Sarah chugged the ranch's bunks, and she spent the fates of her youth. From the trumpets of the winding wild, and Sarah was overwhelmed with a sense of what she had not seen for a long time, - the joy of turning home.

Glancing before the turn, Sarah remembered that the road was cleared in the snow, having seen a sprinkling of days of that. Vaughn guessed that she had killed Sem Raven. When Sarah telephoned the ranch to get ahead of her arrival, she guessed about those who still work with them.

But I did come anyway, - Sarah muttered, repeating her thoughts, and thinking about this person, zmusiv її strain. Vona navit grimaced, marveling at her growling reaction to Sam. Not those who didn’t fit the blame, I knew myself. Just in yoga presence, she always felt uncomfortable.

Alece is not the best. Vaughn clenched her teeth. It was necessary for me to pledge one innocent right. The first person on the right stood Ward Anders.

Nervous trembling ran through, if she presented a beautiful white youth with blue eyes. Coward, called out to herself. On the way to the ranch, I happened to pass through Anders Bath. Sim Ward became the only bank in the city, and after the death of Old Man Ward, becoming the president. On the back, Sarah planned to go to the little town, take a penny in the bank for a check, and, scurrying like a ghost, marvel at Ward, but then she changed her mind. Guessing that she’s not a bad schoolboy, Sarah, without stumbling, drove through the town. If she's ready to chat with the Word, she'll go straight to the new one and get along, and there won't be any peeps from behind the horn!

Until then, I was tormented by the bugger soon reaching the ranch. A little bit of joy in the turn became stronger, if Sarah turned into a long alley, leading to a booth. Vaughn didn’t understand why she was so shy. Perry's homeland is a small ranch for many generations.

From the nineteenth century, Sarah spent summer vacations here with her grandmother and children. At fourteen years, when її fathers died, they came to the ranch named after.

However, since her grandmother and grandfather were gone, Sarah didn’t come here any more, wanting her grandma and uncle all the best, so that she could take the ranch out with her house.

Most of her twenty-five transfer to the Navy as a nurse Sarah spent in San Diego, California, and їЗy іnоdі went to woo Aunt Ruth and Uncle Orville in її.

I didn’t follow me so long ago, - the woman whispered, stunned by warm feelings.

Walking up to the booth, she patted the woman in a sheepskin coat, as if she stood on the gank and waved her hand.

A soft smile hung in the face of Sari. Vaughn loved Ruth and Orville forever. Having quickly parked the car, Sarah pulled out of it and flew off to the gank.

You are welcome, child, - said Ruth, hugging her niece. Potim її pilny glance falling on the car Sari. - And you have a sly vantage in you, - remembered the vagrant, laughing in a choked-up way.

Sarah turned around, glanced at her new red overstrained pickup and laughed proudly. Vantazhivka bula is equipped with an additional podovzhenoyu kabіnoyu, chotirma provіdnimi wheels and a white van. The pickup appeared to be sruchnishim, lowered it out. I lost my mind, that the intuition, which was out of control, turned around at the booths of your childishness, helping yourself, like when buying a car.

The seller at San Diego raptly doubted that such a car was not foldable for a lady, ”said Sarah. - Ale, I vіdpovіla, scho won yakraz for trips to the wild places of Wyoming in sіchnі. Seemingly true, I wanted to buy a small car with a garnet pass, and then I ran into a maidanchik tsyu vantazhivka. I always wanted my mother to pickup, but I don’t get any younger.

Ruth shook her head.

That you hit forty-one. On me, quiet brat.

Roschіsuyuchi this year's hair and braiding it at the braid, which reached the middle of the back, Sarah showed a sprat of gray skeins. Ale then guessed to herself that the color of her disguise was like that of a young woman, and sir eyes did not waste their bliss.

I think I already grew up with a jerk, - Sarah rebuked. - However, I admit that I can still have a sprat in stock good luck;

Not a sprat, but rather rich,” Ruth said firmly.

Sarah looked at her aunt again. For the fates of the robot, the sister of mercy, she learned to recognize the camp of anxiety, to instill like a person trying to catch її.

What is wrong? Sarah asked directly. - What about Uncle Orville? Are you sick?

There was a slight flu, but all at once everything had already passed, - a human voice pierced through the door.

Sarah turned and the uncle chimed. His seventy-five wines no longer sounded so broad-shouldered, as before, but in the new one there was still a sense of strength and a masterful manner of trimming. Prote, as a sighted spy, she remembered the ailing blіdіst. And the non-balance posture, in a kind of wine spiring on the back, spoke more about those who turn their heads in a new way, and not about those who feel good about wine.

Nothing has passed, and you need to go to bed, - Ruth countered, confirming Sari's suspicions.

I don't have any sickness. If Sarah has come, you’ve got your company out of the warehouse, and I’ll go and chat with Sam, - Orville said, breaking into the jamb and straightening up.

In the guise of Ruth, he showed himself upright viraz.

I am convinced that everything is safe with Sem.

Vіn used to be and dovshe bіdsutnіy. Until then, you know about yourself.

Orville stole a trifle, and Sarah rushed to the new one, hugging her by the waist, to cheer.

You’re not in your mind to shukati anyone, - she remembered suvoro.

Orvill tried to be simple, and Sarah looked as if she were smitten. With pokirnym zіtkhannyam vin hugging Sarah by the shoulders and rushing on her, allowing himself to be led to the bedroom.

Since we don’t know anything about Sam for a long time, I’ll phone the sheriff, - having said wine to Sari, sinking down on a lizhko.

As soon as I put in money for you, I myself will telephone the sheriff, - said Ruth. And then she turned back to Cape: - I'm telling a story about a grumpy old man. And you go for your bags. I prepared your old room.

Who is the grumpy old man? - Sarah felt the protesting voice of Orvill.

Out of the corner of her eye, she rolled her eyes, as Ruth stubbornly stole her head.

I’ll tell you what I’m doing, ”she said. Ale, behind a suvorim viraz, looked through the bottom, which she knew about the old fates of mutual love. At the whilin Sarah saw the gostra zazdrіst. Vaughn always dreamed of such a mess, but she did not have mercy. The image of Sem Raven was unstoppable in front of her, as if Yogo Bachila had risen - six feet and two inches in size, powerful and strong. Rici yoga guise pointedly spoke about the Indian trip - vin buv half cheyenne, half shoshone. His old thick black hair He sang, having tied a shkiryan reminets, which he knew, only if he had ruined thinness, or ob'zhdzhav horses. Todі vіn tangled hair in the back of the pussy. Sarah called the princess "to take a serious right."

It was hot in the sky - I didn’t care about lightness; prinaymnі, there is no way yogo did not bachila like that. Being only a couple of years older, he behaved with her like that, like an ancient old man, mate with a little child. Indian yogo im'ya meant gurkit Grim and, in Sari's thought, it suited him perfectly.

Just like a human being, like you can podbat to yourself, then Sem Raven, Sarah sang to herself, straight to the point of vantage.

Turning to the booth with the valises, she chirped in the hallway and listened to Ruth's phone call from the sheriff. Viraz denounced Ruth zmusiv її strivozhititsya.

Was it trapilos? - Sarah slept, if Ruth put the hearing aid.

Became like an accident. The sheriff sent to the place of death all those who were guilty of the moment.

Surely, it’s not too dark, but not all the victims are vryatova. A single helicopter is needed for transportation quietly, who especially suffered to the hospital.

Ruth ran her hand through her hair and looked at the window.

We cannot afford to hire one more regular practitioner, let's say Sam. Vzimka all the work to roil the stench of Orvill. Ruth pursed her lips. - I'm impressed that everything is fine with Sem. Pauline Roundtree, dispatcher at the sheriff's office, knows Sam's childhood. Vaughn is convinced that nothing will happen to him. Polin said that Sema had learned the spirit of the snow fork and taught Sema everything that was necessary to survive the winter. I guessed your uncle, that there is nothing extraordinary in the fact that I am hovering around.

Sari had such a feeling that the rest of the statement of Ruth bula was engraved, rather, I’ll try to change myself in that which Sem is safe. Pіdіyshovshi until vіkna, Sarah looked at the sky.

For the forecast, nothing can be done.

Ruth was the last stream of anger.

Yakby vin, having thought about those taking a walkie-talkie with you, we would not have had such a chance to be so turbulent. - Vaughn flinched. - Folks! The stench is sure to vomit, scho all baiduzhe!

Sarah worried that Ruth's growing unease tried to hide under the mask of anger, and she became even more worried.

And how long has Sema been silent? Ruth looked again at the snowy landscape outside the window, and the ruins trembled.

Two and a half days. A dekilka of cows flowed in from the paddock under the last hour of snowfall, and Sem poїhav їх shukati. Virishiv at the same time reverify the fence on the pivnіchnіy dilyantsі.

An old spogad collapsed at Sari's breasts. Zgadka, yak won pohovatsya. To that, at once, she shoved yoga into the depths of memory.

Aje there, right, bula hut? - strimano slept out.

Get there.

Sem can cross the snowfall. Ruth nodded her head.

I'm wondering what the wine is like to kill. Dakh mіtsniy, i Sem vzhdi trimaє there is a supply of firewood and canned.

Sarah glanced at the anniversary.

I think that next year it will be light, - said the woman. - If I go at once, I will catch up to darkness. Yakshcho of wounds and not zmіg far from home, wine at once, singly, in a hut.

Ruth took her niece by the hand.

You can't go there.

I know the ranch like my five fingers, - Sarah sang. - I lie, my character did not become soft from that hour, as I left the naval service.

There was no turbulence about you, - Ruth rebuked.

Sarah firmly took Ruth's hands from hers and squeezed them tightly.

With me, everything will be harazd. I'm going. Vaughn could not explain why he so badly wanted to vryatuvat Sem - as if he had demanded a poryatunka, - but she knew for sure that she could not sit with her hands clasped. She already knew what to press on her, and she suffocated.

Rut was still wailing, but then she was aware, and a tear slithered on her cheek.

This is for us sooner son, anіzh pracіvnik. I can't spend one more shin.

Sarah babbled, as if she knew about the loss of a single son with Orville, clouding her eyes more.

You remember, did Sema, spitting on the spirit of the snow fork, - Sarah tried to calm her down. - Until then, Sem is cunning, to take it and die just like that.

Take a walkie-talkie with you and cry out to me for the rest of your life, - Ruth put to her mind. - Even if you don’t get a call, I’ll organize a poshukov group, so that I can see myself as a very special person.

Do not worry, everything will be fine with me, - Sarah sang.

Well, only a few were rejected! - Sarah muttered, trying to muffle the fear, as she grew up, she didn’t want to know herself. - I thought that you would only get better from today's darkness, or make a lie tomorrow, - she turned gruffly up to the snow. She thought for a moment, why not turn back, but it was closer to the khatini, lower to the hut. - Shortest choice- The nearest porch, - Sarah said to herself, having guessed the words, as if repeating her grandfather hundreds of times. Until then, the bachenny could not get out: wounded and freezing at the hut Sem.

Znenatska її was overcome by panic. Vaughn showed Sam that he was lying not in the hut, but on the snow.

You can’t be, if you don’t zoom in to the khatin, - she said to herself grumblingly and she didn’t want to give free rein anymore.

Trying not to think about Sema, she turned back to the horse.

Vibach, why did I bring you such a lousy day, - she vibrated in front of the kobila, splashing її on shiї.

Kіn vіdpovіd pirkhnuv and shaking his head.

That zhvavist, with which the beagle kobila, knew that this promenade was worthy of me. Sarah splashed the horse again and felt thick wool under her hand, which protected the creature from the frost.

Your skin, maybe, is warm for my jacket, - zіthnula won.

Kіn again pirhnuv.

Sarah spodіvalas, scho the snowfall is not bare in the air, all the vin polyuvavsya. The earth was covered with snow an inch for fifteen khvilin, and it paid out. It was already important to distinguish landmarks, as if they would help to mark the road.

Snіg shіlno crooked the earth, and Sarah. Vaughn's yogo constantly trembled, the alevologa began to penetrate through the clothes.

As soon as we don’t get far enough to tsiєї khatin, we happen to ask for more ukrittya, - she helped the horses out, enjoying them, which merged with living life.

Maybe she got lost, de cya hatina? Sara hesitated. Frost made its way to the brushes, and it became n_yakovo. “I really made a pardon,” she reproached herself. Snowfall is terribly overwhelmed by the slip. And even worse - low glooms covered the excesses of the daylight, zanuryuchi all around in the darkness, no soon the day began and the axis-axis came to nothing. To reach out to poke around like a porch and start a fire there, the docks did not freeze her fingers and toes, she went out and, having moved by the seat, she began to wonder into the distance.

Ale, what's up? Nachebto yakys vagnik and strumok dim. Spodіvayuchis, scho tse not deceiving the dawn, Sarah began to wonder. Now she was impressed that in front of the right-hander the outlines of a crying hut appeared. So, tse hut! What went over even more, then dark silhouettes of a few cows and a horse, which crouched one to one under the overhanging corral.

It looks like I knew Sem Raven, - Vaughn muttered, and the panic, as if she had been mumbling all the way, subsided.

In the world of that, as Sarah approached the khatin, her heart beat more often. Sarah frowned. You might think that I really wanted to pamper Sam. That Sem Raven was the rest of the people, she would like to see here! Trying to be true to her unreasonable reaction, she sang to herself that she was simply glad of the successful result of the jokes.

So, - Sarah said, and she felt relieved at that end. - I'm chasing thinness and throwing it at the corral, and let's go with the trumpet. I think tse Sem.

I'm getting out, - Sarah said and put the walkie-talkie in the case on her belt. Ale, if she got close to the khatin, the sumnivs again felled її. Vaughn barked to herself: why am I still afraid of this people of the floor, that by will I will be colder in the cold, lower down with him forever and ever?

Doors raptovo vіdchinilis. Sarah hooted her horse and bobbed the figure of Sem in the doorway. Vіn buv itself like that, like yogo remembered ... broad shoulders, flat life not a gram of bunny fat.

Who are you, the devil take it, and what are you doing at the Volodya Perry? - Sem muttered, lazily roaring words. In the hands of the wines, there was not a lot of trim in the towel.

Sarah knew that it would be a pardon to underestimate that unfortunate pose.

In a moment, show yourself to be a gentleman and ask me to leave, - Sarah said outrageously.

To mit Sem zdivuvavsya.

Sarah? - The coming moment of zdivuvannya was replaced by anger. - I can't believe Orville allowed you to go up in this weather.

Sarah sustrіla yogo suvoriy glance and vіdpovіla not less suvorim.

You know, I didn’t go on a rozvazhalny promenade. I joked to you. Orville has the flu, and Ruth's stench is scary about you. The Sheriff can't tell you jokes until tomorrow morning, so I'll tell you the joke myself.

Ti could freeze to death, - Sem frowned. - Get angry and come in.

Sarah wanted to enjoy this joy, but her legs were filled with lead, and she had serious doubts about how she could throw her right leg over the saddle. However, vyrishivshi, schvidshe vpade, nizh ask for help from Sem, Sarah wiggled her legs from the stirrups. Vaughn spodіvala, scho їy wanting to step out gracefully call from the horse. Natomist, having transferred the center of the vaga and having punished her nose to throw herself over the saddle, she began to fall. She didn’t go far, and, tearing her fingers into the pommel of the saddle, she flopped back into the snow. Kіn shied away and became dibki.

Here I once rushed, having grabbed a horse and a bridle and punishing Sari:

Don't think about crashing. I'll revise that you don't have any trouble, as if I'll just run into a horse.

Sarah fiddled with her fingers. At least twenty years old, they were very cold, but they were collapsing.

I’m afraid of everything, - she threw out at the guard, ignoring his order and forcibly rising to her feet.

So, - said Sarah, forcibly moving the walkie-talkie with her soft fingers. - I knew yoga, and nothing happened to him.

Feeling relieved.

Go to the hut and warm yourself.

I’m going already, - only Sarah could remember. In the light of the thought that I could spend the evening-on-the-vacation of this year, in the middle of it everything was suffocated. This buv was zarozumіly and lakav її, before that, youmu didn’t deserve it. Ale is not new, she barked out to herself, again thrusting her walkie-talkie into the gut.

Standing on her feet, so as not to bend, and looking, if the stench could be seen, so that she could walk, Sara turned back to Sam:

Through the quill, I roam the horse and lead Yogo into the fold.

I'm talking about her myself.

Sem pіdіyshov to the door, stretching out his hand in the middle of the door and pulling out his jacket. Dressing up, I glared at Sarah again.

Go to hati.

I'll go if I'm going, - Sarah yelled.

Raptom yogo illumined zdogad.

Why don't you just know that you can't collapse?

Sarah did not overtake shamenutis, like a thought, її spit and throw over her shoulder, like a sack of flour.

Lower your head, - having punished Sem, passing at the door. At the hut's veins, putting his hand on his feet in front of the fireplace, and then carefully lowering the goydalka, which stood by the fire. - I'll turn around, as soon as I run into a horse, - saying win and wiyshov.

Sarah sat, marveling at the fire. Vaughn was all cold, like a burulka, and she felt like an idiot: This did not need help.

Yogo did mixed up with the spirit of the snow fork, - muttered the vagrant, wandering till half-light near the fire. - Vin, maybe, at the capture in such weather.

If Sarah began to defrost the giblets, її began to beat the tremtain. To this it was always necessary to give їy vodchuti, that she is a fool, she thought angrily, swindling at whom not to give respect to her zhalugidny camp.

You were soaking wet. Sarah glanced at the door and wobbled that the object of the teasing had turned.

Well, tell me more, what I don’t know, - the vagrant snapped.