Character: Tanya. Page 1

I thought you were an extraordinary man, a genius, I loved you, but you were crazy...

I remember when you used to come to us and the holidays or just in the house was somehow fresher and brighter, like the chandeliers and the furniture covers were removed. I was a little girl and still I understand.

- I know why the blonde went to the theatre with you.
Why?
- Because you - the instructor. You learn to swim and do not swim. Learn to live, and not live.

- You will not be able to live in Moscow, he'll never move to St. Petersburg. Where will it all end? Trust me, I'm the same way would react if you had an affair with the plumber from Tambov. It would be just as wildly.
I don't understand.
- See, nothing wrong here, I just know you, Nikita, your life... I'm afraid that you, without my noticing, I stay away from all of this, the old ruin, and the new build.
- Why?
- Yes, because he is not of our circle.
- Well, you saw it! Well, you saw it! I fell asleep! I have shrinkage all! And now it's the opposite. I'm in the mood all the time good! Well, look at me! Well, look! I energy a hundred times was I not enough for one family, and four.
Don't act a fool. You have nothing can be shared except sex, and this will agree, not so much.

Betray, as we know, only friends, no enemies particularly high requirements does not show.

- Tell me, Lola, only openly. Here you are with Nikolai lived all his life. You sometimes do not feel sorry for yourself? Well, there would be some different person, quieter, always together...
No... Nicholas.

Yes, it still is a difficult time, the end of December. A long year trot is springy you on the back of the neck. Looking in the back of icy yellow eyes. Okay b pressed only these three hundred something days, but all that did you expect, from people, and it did not work, pulls, presses, too.

To me everything is known in advance. Each day is a step into the future. And all the steps are the same. Gray, trampled and cool... I want to live another life, I dream about some kind of surprise. Let it be drama, tragedy... It will be unexpected tragedy.

Love is for youth. For soldiers and athletes... And then harder. There is not love, and destiny...

Compared with nightmares almost every human life's quite good, agree.

And what I always come back to you. It is clear, it will not end well. You're not from my world. Yeah, I'm not sure you're out of this world.
- No. I was just out of this world. Only the dirtiest parts of it.

- Why are you the spoon under the pillow keep?
- Well, where would I keep?
- In the glass.
- But the glass under the pillow.
- Why do you need the glass under the pillow?
- Nothing! So I put it under the pillow only a spoon.

- The guy approaches the girl and said: "you Have beautiful eyes!" Stupidity! He needs her eyes! I could not resist and blurted out: "really, what? You give to scratch or take with them?"
As opposed to?
- It is necessary to approach the girl and say something like, "I want to live with you and you die. And so you bore me ten children." And if it is not ready to die, and do not want children, then why the eyes, fingers dig? Do not see the logic!

- Yes, what makes you think I'm young?
Well... why... Just look at you... Officer for the first time in the conversation smiled.
- What in your understanding means young?
It means... well... younger than me - he was an officer.
- And how much I think years?
Seventeen... twenty... what's the difference?
- Twenty-three! - triumphantly said Tanya. And then the young officer laughed.
And what's so funny? - asked Tanya.
- I - twenty-two! - continuing to laugh, he forced a officer. - It turns out that you are older than me!
I thought you more.
- Really?
- You have temples gray. This is almost not visible, because hair. But still a little visible.
- So after the war, Tanya.
- I didn't think about that... Sorry.