Family I never loved to come…

I never liked to come to the village to and grandpa Summers, mosquitoes, from which there is no salvation, no TV, village boys, it was a matter of honor to bully the city of lanky like me, and the itself — all this depressing effect on me Parents, however, have not considered my arguments about different views on vacation right up to 16 of age I Suspect that they then would have continued to send me to summer in the village but then I made a knight’s move and went to conquer the capital to Tell you the truth, for the capital it passed unnoticed, I was lucky, and I clung to this life, so unlike what I saw in his native province, went to University, got a job, rented a room, wheeled and dealed that, in General, has borne fruit Not once, of course, and of commercials to tridcati his job, His housing, his own life ran its course, and out of the rut, I thought I could only knock another economic crisis As it always happens, I was wrong In October, called the father Said the grandmother died, of course, I was not too upset — it many and much sympathy I’m one of those people entertained it Was a pity of the father, no more I lied, I can’t come to the funeral, it All began later, in December 17 th mother Called and said, that was gone, the father Went to visit his grandfather in the village to persuade to move closer to him And still did not return, She filed a statement to the police, calling the local precinct, and I clearly heard in her voice, kept from last forces don’t know what I was expecting and what he wanted to achieve, I turned on time broke down in his native town in the Evening of the 18th I was there In the parents ‘ apartment was heavy with the smell of valocordin Mother met me in tears I Begged to go and look for father, I could not deny I was starting to worry but then do not have to worry to Worry, Yes, worry on the Evening of the 19th I arrived in the village Wandered in front of a locked house, Went to the local police Talked to have Not heard anything that would be worth to go back Standing on the doorstep of the police Department and shivering from the cold wind, I considered, how to do the Solution is almost found itself it appeared to be a crowbar in the trunk of a car, which I ukryl door of grandfather’s house Inside was dark, cold and somewhat was already late in the evening of the 19th, almost night — and I decided not to sleep in the house, too cold I decided to sleep in the car the Night it snowed Not very strong there was a , windless night, the was falling from the sky, and I felt like a little lost child, hiding from their own fears and desperately hoping, that he will find That night I had trouble sleeping I dreamt father and his grandfather bypass my car — father, and grandfather counterclockwise I dreamed of their faces, pale, cold they did not melt the snow They walked in circles, not looking at me They looked straight ahead, and I knew that if they look at me, I will go after them And they all went around and visited my Grandfather a little further, the father a little closer And I was flooded with feelings of hopelessness and anguish Really that night I slept very bad I Woke up completely overwhelmed In truth, I was awakened by the policeman, interested in wide open the door to grandfather’s house We exchanged a few sentences, He invited me into the office to discuss some details I agreed and left the car at home during the Day a strong wind picked up it began to snow Again Small, sharp, slashing the face with every gust of wind In the room, I stayed until the evening the officer told me about my grandfather, paying special attention to the last three months Interval time began with the funeral of grandmother That night I again stayed in the car And again the same dream Almost the same dream I was seven years old I was sitting in the car Around her again went to the grandfather with the father this time closer, Much closer than last night from time to Time they shook their heads from side to side, as if trying to decide to watch them on the sides or not And I heard the voice of the Quiet female voice, a voice of weeping, wailing Grieving, I was sure, that voice belonged to my grandmother From the sounds heart clenched melancholy Melancholy and cold in the Morning I realized that I came in vain, the Mood was no good Father was gone we had to go back and hope for the best, it was Necessary to return to the city To mom’s it was snowing heavy snow due to the drifts on the road I arrived in the city in the third hour of the night I did not go to her house Not wanting to Wake and disturb at such a time the Case was such that calmly waited for the next day, I took a room in a cheap hotel and fell asleep as as his hit the pillow That night I again had a dream I was cold, desperately cold, despite the closed window and working in the battery room And I distinctly heard in the corridor outside my door, someone walks business step So could walking man, wandering from one end of the corridor to the other, I distinctly heard the sound of footsteps Chagall two people And again a female voice Louder than last night, Much louder As if she was sitting at the headboard of my bed, I emerged from sleep by a knock at the door Heart pounding like mad, my mouth had a bad taste For a few long moments I paused, coming to himself Was quiet No crying, no footsteps, no cold Only a knock at the door it’s half seven Unsteadily, I reached a door Opened On the threshold stood mother — Son, can I come in? “Of course,” I said, and walked away from the door, passing her Mother went into the room I closed the door and turned to her the room was empty I looked around, Pinched his Heart was racing, I was sweating, I began to breathe deeply and closed my eyes to calm down I began to count to ten One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten Open my eyes and calm down Open your eyes and calm down Open your eyes and — I’m Sorry, son, but we couldn’t leave without you


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