Yevgeny Rudashevsky. The mystery of the lost expedition of Solongo (№ 328839)

Marina Viktorovna was crying silently. She didn't move. From her bleary eyes flowed tears. Sweat and tears left, and she stood with the envelope in his hands, as if only now finally admitted that Victor Kayumovich no more. She would only hug my father goodbye, to touch her cheek to his cheek, again to hear the sweet aroma of his Cologne.