of my chest in surprise, I turned around.
– You again, and I recognized you! The gray – haired man was smiling happily.
Oh my God, I recognize that snow-white smile.
– Aristarkh Borisovich, what are you doing at the train station? I asked, confused by the unexpected meeting.
– I’m taking my friend on the train to Kiev, but where is the man who was jealous of me? – the actor asked and laughed.
– Yes, we missed him a little, he is also going to Kiev on this train.
– Here, take my business card, since we have already become friends so much, my dispatcher will answer, if you want to come to my concert, then they will tell you all the necessary information at this number. And now I’m in a hurry. But if I meet you again, then … – Aristarkh Borisovich smiled and winked at me.
A few minutes later, the Moscow – Kiev train started moving and began to pick up speed. I stood thoughtfully on the platform and watched him go until the last car disappeared from sight.
The door at my entrance was half open, someone had planted a stone. When I got to my floor, I felt a hand on my shoulder again and quickly turned around. Peter was standing next to me as if nothing had happened.
– Did you plant the stone? I grinned.
– Yes, I was afraid I’d miss you.
– And I was looking for you at the train station and met you again, you won’t believe it, Aristarch Borisovich.
– Wow, did you meet him again? It happens. And I like to joke sometimes, it’s okay, you’ll get used to it,” and he showed me his ticket, where it was written that the Moscow – Kiev train No. 005 departs tomorrow at two o’clock in the afternoon.
“I thought you didn’t want to see me anymore,” I said with a smile.
– Come on, honey. Shall we go for a walk in Moscow? Peter suggested.
We left the car at a paid parking lot, and we went for a walk along the Arbat.
The walk was long, and it was only late in the evening that we returned home. Peter gave me several gifts: diamond earrings and a beautiful evening dress. If you say that I was happy, then it’s not to say anything at all. I was floating in the air and spinning in a dance, wearing new clothes on myself. He poured a glass of red wine “Cabernet Sauvignon” and offered to drink to our wonderful evening. After a few sips, a wave of warmth swept through his entire body. Peter took my hand, and we embraced and danced into each other.
But the next day came, no matter how we tried to delay the minutes of parting. At the train station, Peter did not take his brown eyes with long eyelashes away from me. His gaze fascinated me more and more, but at the same time it broke my heart. After all, there was a huge mountain of obstacles and uncertainty ahead of our relationship. You can’t love a married priest, my mind screamed, but how I need him, my heart said.
Standing on the platform waiting for the train, our heads were bent towards each other, we held hands, and our lips whispered:
– I love you, my Vladochka.
– I love you, my good one.
“I’m going to miss you so much, honey.
– And me.
– I’ll come to you, you just wait.
The train arrived on schedule. Peter kissed me gently, then stepped inside the car, and soon his silhouette disappeared into the crowd of people leaving. The train started, and the wheels rattled in time with my heart, taking with them my joy and my love.
Santa Claus as a gift
Time passed. The green leaves changed and turned yellow, but soon they too were gone. The bare branches stuck out absurdly in different directions, and the knots were intertwined with each other, like snake-haired monsters. It was the end of December. People were bustling on the street, and in the shops, gift packages with shiny ribbons, snowflakes, decorated Christmas trees were dotted in the windows, and everything was seasoned with flashing lights and garlands. During this time, I got a job in a Moscow beauty salon. I had to get used to Moscow life and learn how to work in the capital, so I was in no hurry to open my own business.
– Vlada, go, you have a client.
Nadia, the salon administrator, came into my staff room.
– Thank you, honey.
I put the unfinished glass of tea in the sink for dishes. A young woman was waiting for me in the hall. After a couple of hours, the work was ready.
– Coloring the roots, tinting and styling, – I told Nadia.
– That’ll be three and a half thousand.”
The client handed the money to the administrator and left.
– Vlada, I’ll come tomorrow at nine in the evening, – Nadia, my new friend and work colleague, said in the voice of the lord. – And we will immediately go to Sokolniki Park for the Christmas tree, it will be so interesting, I have thought everything through to the smallest detail.
– I would like to, – I tried to hide my true mood.
Peter has been in touch very little lately, referring to the large pre-New Year’s employment.
– At five minutes to ten, girls, have you overworked today? Julia, our manicurist, asked loudly.
– Yulka, the red – haired beast, – Nadia said with a grin, – a cold bed is waiting for us, but you run to your overseas prince and faster!
A few more minutes we finished our tea and a little later went outside, closing the salon door with a key.
– See you tomorrow, Nadenka.
And I walked briskly along the snow-dusted sidewalk.
– Taxi, – waving her hand, Nadia ran up to the car.
“Yandex-taxi” was written on a car painted under the brand, and, apparently, at the moment it was standing alone waiting for a passenger. Nadia was very assertive by nature, but with a sense of humor. Her red curls stuck out awkwardly from her hood. She gave her address to the taxi driver, quickly got into the car and closed the door behind her. The car let out a roar of brakes and disappeared from sight.
The next day I was preparing for the New Year. Last night, together with Nadia, we decided to share the responsibilities of preparing a festive dinner. I had a few salads and a baked festive goose stuffed with apples. And Nadia was supposed to bring dessert, French-style meat, a couple more salads and champagne. I spent the whole day in the kitchen, and in the evening, out of impotence, I fell on the sofa and fell asleep. When the doorbell rang, I realized that I didn’t have time to do half of the things.
– Here you go, Sonya, a taxi is waiting for us, and you’re not packed yet. Quickly put on jeans with some kind
