Character: Florence

- But You don't want to say that You don't love their children?
No, you don't.
- You must not say such evil words!
To reassure You, Florence, I'll tell You - they're not children. My husband was a widower with three children. I was trying to make them truly friends, but they always pushed me. When I first hugged Lily bell - she bit me and continued biting until the age of sixteen! Oh! Can bite and now...
- But that is very acted for You on the nerves!
- Yes, very.
- What about the boys? Boys are always much better!
- No, not always. They messed up the money. When I did they comment, in retaliation, they broke my stuff. So, I breathed easily when they went to school.
But in school, at least they have something to teach?
- Yes, Yes. French language. And when they came home, they talked among themselves only in French, so I couldn't understand! And, indeed, since then, I ceased to understand them...

Oh, no, thank you! I did too much wrong, categorically stated it. - I prefer to forgive the mistakes of others than to pay for their. So it is not necessary to pay.

To be honest, she didn't care what was happening outside. Because the main thing was inside her. Inside, at the core of the soul were born and unfolded the whole universe.

- You have to be strong.
Well, not really. Strong always gets the most. Strong throw, because they are strong. Because they won't jump out the window or throw under the train. They will climb and the last effort to try to rebuild their lives. Thank you. This is an excellent human quality, but...

- Love is an addiction.
Addiction? This can not be. Why are you lying to me?
- Honestly. If you have some strings they can pull.

To go home did not want to. Frosty air smelled inescapable loneliness.

Love someone not because he is loyal and loving it is safe. And because you are faithful and your love does not depend on anything.

- Now it's my turn. Tell me about it. About the man whose ring you wear.
Florence opened her mouth as if she had been hit in the stomach. On eyes immediately welled up with tears, and she had to turn away, not to betray his feelings.
The sun in the sky, heart in the chest, the soul in the body, ' said Flo. Spring... Summer.. Fall.. All... All I've ever had. And all that never happened.

And now she ran along the white path. High snow-covered forest that surrounded her seemed gentle, light and not fraught with threats. And most importantly, Florence had to fear. She's already lost everything he could. All that could be lost, she left there in his world. And this is a strange, unknown feeling of freedom washed over the girl together with sharp frosty air, made her soar above the earth with rare large snowflakes.

And the stars in the sky less than in my heart holes.

- You completely unnoticed that you suffer.
- Is it should be noticeable in man?

I don't want to lock. There his Highness Insanity.
- Treat him leniently.
- I? To The Prince? So this works?

- He is now suffering. How he sees himself and how it related to him surrounding, very different to each other. And he is offended and suffers. He's in pain. A natural consequence of pride.
- That would be one me in childhood warned that there are natural consequences.

- Do you really love me?
- In actual fact, which can only be the.