Glasha Glasha was blessed…

Glasha Glasha was blessed to Have these age is hard to determine can’t tell for sure how old they are thirty or forty, and can already and all the sixty Time is almost not reflected on their faces, flowing through them, But I, in my eight years, she seemed deep old woman Wrapped in rags, Glasha knocked on the door to our house that far already, January of seventy third year, I was home alone and not too understand what she was mumbling incoherently, only dismantled, what came to my ’s Guest sat on a stool at the door and curiously looked me in the meantime I as a cordial host, put the kettle on the stove, pulled out of the cupboard jam from the fridge – butter, crooked, askew sliced the bread were Invited to the table She took her clothes on, only taking off his hat, and outdoor shoes – old, trampled shapeless chuni noticed With horror that dirty bare feet had fingers missing, and those that were sticking out pink cultissime no nails Kettle whistled, I put it on the table and poured the tea in a large mug Glasha took a piece of bread, slowly, with pleasure began to drink hot tea, eating his bread When the mug was empty, he called me to him and took from his pocket some stale Unfolding the cloth, pulled out a piece of sugar from adhering to it litter – thread, dirt, pieces of tobacco, and handed it to me I politely declined this is a treat Not offended, just as carefully wrapped it in a cloth removed and Moved to the stove, something mumbled softly to himself, opening the stove door, wrapped in their rags I was bored, and I went into the other room, leafed through a book As she was gone, honestly, and didn’t notice I Saw her then for the first and last time in my Tonight told the about the strange visitor, and received a strong slap dry – For what? – I was indignant – I Received a guest, sat at the table And what is left, so it’s not my fault – that I did not take sugar, ‘ replied the and, after a brief pause, told me the story about Glasha During the war, all her family died of hunger Is in our area happened rarely in the villages have always been strong ties – the last with a neighbor to share But they in the far countryside, where the winter was hard to get When spring arrived, folks we found only five graves, and Say She was buried How could a fragile woman hollow out a grave in the frozen ground, remains a mystery then wisely moved Left, and the rest of my life didn’t stop anywhere more than one , People noticed – she sees no difference between friends and strangers, family and strangers But interestingly, it was said, Glasha comes only in those houses where there live good people don’t knock in a rich house, where he lives, bosses, and more in humble huts, but where to go – there’s sure after her to the people not that of happiness rolled, but illness and bad news since then, this family was spared Too, as touted in various places, however, where to go and who to go had decided she Went in terrible rags, tried people her dress, but she always refused and if he took the rascals stuff Once met her in the winter on the road head raypotrebsoyuza Remembering the admonitions of his wife and mother-in-law, was brought to him, despite the protests of Glasha eat no drinking in that house was not Almost forced her masters old clothes, put on a decent coat, hat and boots She left immediately, without stopping Coming from the yard, all removed and as it was, went barefoot in the snow Then frostbite of the feet lumps of sugar wrapped in a handkerchief, carried with him always That’s only treated them very rarely, took sugar from her gratefully, like a blessing it was to Share that piece was impossible, who gave – and he should eat two years later the went with me to the far village to the relatives First, long bus ride, and then walked along the road until we picked up the ride we Arrived at night time Drinking tea, steel bed arranged on the bed, and me with some kid, put directly on the Tables in the villages were great On the floor, no one slept, and the cold was falling Asleep downstairs, listened to the ’s conversation with the old lady, a cousin of my grandfather Talking about Glasha, she died a year ago were Frozen on the side of the road that we walked, sat down to rest and never got up Found the next Face was calm, even smiling like a Relative lamented that the foolish one was To Glasha was old Pronya were all afraid of him, cursing terrible, curse could Still before – -poor, good soul To her one – eyed Akulina How many can – always been fools, but is now extinct is Not good and fell asleep under an old woman’s lamentations When many years later, in the of ‘ 97 I came home, my was dying Last days we were constantly on duty in the hospital lung Cancer As all women have, survived the war, she smoked a lot more and more “Belomor” Cigarettes with a filter perceived as pampering lost terribly, but before was a lean, but in what has become a Scarecrow, skin and bone still could not jonesing for a smoke Lit a cigarette, made tight, and he began to choke Despite the protests of doctors smoked in her house of cigarettes so she could breathe at least a little smoke at ’s Mind fog, power left, gradually the perception of the world narrowed, She stopped to see friends, then relatives, with only her children – my mother and uncle Even us, their grandchildren, almost did not know But began to complain that in the house a lot of people, they are crowded and do not quit, do not give up Someone she recognized, someone said was Angry that not a man comes There, she remembered that he died more than forty years ago, but if it comes to long-dead people, why doesn’t he come? In the evening of August 12, I was in her house that was about to arrive Mama, change me Suddenly tried to stand up and almost distinctly said, “Hello, Glasha, how good of you to come, – at the time I didn’t even know who she was Hello – Come in, sit down, sorry, tea, I don’t have” Flowed the conversation, the listened in silence, spoke something barely audible and Then fell asleep for the first few days, sleeping restlessly, and it fell asleep Breathing was heavy, but the calm Night, mom called: “Grandma is gone, and did not up” immediately rushed to the hospital There was the usual bustle as happens in such cases already Gathered to leave the chamber, drew attention to the bedside table lay a gray cloth unrolled it And saw a yellowed piece of sugar…


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