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Published on Stulchike with the consent avtora.Kopirovanie and dissemination without permission is prohibited! / 1 Chapter 12. / / Igor Tetrad / Home we came back together. It happened so naturally and easily. Well, to me it's time, said Natasha and looked at me. I am you, I whispered. Wires, she replied. None of us is not delayed, no one imposed on us in the company. Katja Mishkoy met with us to door, imeninnitsa was very courtesy and farewell, it was moving. Sometimes I probubnil Mishka.

And we left. We slowly went on opustevshim streets of our town. It was dark and very stellar night. I would embrace Natashu, but not decided, and simply took her by the arm. She was small, warm palm. Inexplicable sense of compassion for her suddenly enveloped me. I poglyadyval on her face, at its knitting shapochku, on the whole her thin figure in bolonevom raincoats and I wanted only one, protect and regret. I do not know from whom, I do notknow why, but it is so: to protect and regret.

I thought that all my body slightly managers after what happened between us on the balcony. - See how many stars and how bright - I said. - Yes, I like to consider the so-starry sky. - When I look at the stars, then I think, is somewhere in there, too, is life? - And I think whether it is not there? - Remember, as well from Lermontov, pro siliceous way? - Yes, better not say. - You poets who prefer? - I? Mandelstam, Balmont.

- Well, you estetka. Where do you get them? - Father brought. - Not so bad, me, too; Moya militia saves me;. - And here militia. This konfiskat, with border crossings. Antisovetchina. - So this is at all anti-national act. - But you have not vydash same? - Do not allocated. The more so that the very stigma in the cannon. - In terms? - Well, Voice of America every night listening,; Freedom; fishing. - There are no put. - But I so want to be with you. In the first ranks of fighters.

- Well, take you in our midst - she laughed. - What do you like Mandelstam from? - The early poems are good. And here it is; I vozmuzhali rain Worms;, funny, nokak accurately. You have noticed how in May during rain they suddenly vypolzayut from podzemli terribly long and thick. And indeed, vozmuzhavshie. I think chtotochnost in the first place and distinguishes this poet. - A inspiration, and syllables, music and verse, because poets often sacrificed tochnostyuvo name rhymes.

- This is bad. Here you love Yesenin, yes? - Yes. - And how do you this? Ah, how many cats in the world, I believe, not to meet ever dream Heart green peas, I link blue star. Indeed set of words, no more. What else outside; green peas;? Table ilimozgovyh classes? A blue star on a bridge over, about her cats like peas? - Well, so all can be criticized. And thy including Mandelstam. And me, you know, like Ahmadulina yet, this young. You saw the movie; Lives this guy;? She plays a correspondent there, and so its lines: You hear how schekochet as techetPod mouse mercury, it zamret - totchasOpredelit silver and accuracy, What do you render honour.

- This is, you know about that? About gradusnik patient. One must also write so! After all, and the truth, the higher the temperature, the more you attention. Seeing it took such a household scenes and four prevratilaee lines in poetry, in a masterpiece. Spermshack - new mad adventure. - Yes, it is great.

And you? You wrote poems because sooner? - Pisal. Want to write for you? - I do not deserve it. - And now I will take and write. And you write to me, but? - I can not. - And you will try. - I do not know. - Try. I write to you, me and you. - And that's my house. - I have not noticed, as we have come. Posidim at the shops? - Kind of light in the windows? Munechka and punechka await me. With a soft mark. - Who are? - Mom and Dad! I am in their so-calledchildhood.

- Come on, though postoim sensitive. We entered the gate. And I immediately embraced it. Like a knife rezanula the idea that even a month and a half ago she was standing here with Mishka, but I was out there at the bottom, and podsmatrival for them. And what if now someone is watching us? Awful. How could I! Natasha tried to turn, but I managed to catch her lips. Her raincoat with every movement shurshal so loudly, as if it was not nylon, and aluminium. We kissed.

So cool. We kissed. So cool. We kissed. Someone went to the entrance, and I released it. No, it is past. I embraced her again. - I come tomorrow, okay? - I asked. - Come. How much does it? - A straight in the morning. Tomorrow is the first day of vacation. - Do not realized. And what we'll do? - Let's converge in the woods. There are now so beautifully. Come on, but? - Come on, but not with the same morning. We do not hunt, tea? We need at least protrezvet. - You may think you're drunk. - Nemnozhko drunk. Are you using it. - When, where? - Sam know. Pomolchi-ka better. - But do not you angry? - Sergio. - Well, tomorrow will not angry? - Let's look at your behavior. Well, all right, I ran. - Good night, yet. She potsokala up the ladder. - Natasha! - What? - So, how many? - Let's ten. I mchalsya home and in my soul was a holiday.