Character: Veronica. Page 1

A woman cannot be happy without love, Aya tucked his knees under him like he wanted to turn into a tiny compressed bundle, to hide in a shell.
- You're right, Aya. But love is different. You know, there was a time when I was happy just alone with you. To me, it was your father and there was no Mountain. But I was very happy when I no you did not take away, when we were just together, the two of us. Ate ice cream, played, walked, painted. And no man could replace me great happiness.
But I have no children...
- But you have family, friends, your books. You write such interesting books! Now you have that age you can afford to try different. Look for something you like. In 20 years time to fail, fall from heaven to earth, again to get up again to go and search for in life something that will please you. And love men, too, will come sooner or later.

You know, happiness is not just an emotion. It is a skill. The ability to observe in life is good, important, bright. Someone this skill given from birth, and someone should develop it in yourself. Sometimes long, years. But it's worth it.

Aya, you know, sometimes people, especially very young people think they love someone very very much. In fact, their Unconscious clinging to someone's image for one reason only - because this person is unavailable. So we repeat those "mistakes", which comes from our parents or other people close to us. Just copy those templates that had once seen and remember. Because we are accustomed, other examples we have, or they are not very memorable... At some point Simon, you may realize that this obsession - and not the most important thing in life. Will see that there are other people, other interests. Now he captured this beautiful image, because it is still very young and does not see the real cause of their feelings. But with age,...
- With age, and I understand that Simon is just a delusion. Yes? Are you trying to say, mom?
I don't know, daughter. Maybe it will take time, and Simon will finally see and make out you. Maybe this will never happen. I would not like that your whole life waiting for the moment when he will pay attention to you.
I understand this is a subtle hint that I should hope?
- No, honey, it's straight text that life is more than youthful infatuation. And you can be happy, despite the fact that someone is not into you.

Aya watched as Anita carefully put the balls in boxes: one marked the only blue balls in the other only green, only red in the third. All the yellow balls left in the big box. Anita a moment admired his creation. Called mom and sister, showed them a finger on the result of their labor.
- Clever - smiled Veronica. - Here is red. It's green. And this one is yellow. What color is this?
- Siy, - smiled Anita.
- Good, it's blue.
Anita again poured all the balls into the box, mixed handles and began to decompose. Now in one box was again just blue balls, the second green mixed with red, and the third is generally a mixture of all four colors.
- You know, mother, when I see how she plays, I think someone in the sky is definitely also plays in the us. Takes our souls and mixes them as he wants. After death, the soul certainly does not die with the body, right?
I don't know, honey.
And I'm pretty sure. The soul does not die she comes back. In any reservoir. Entirety, with all its components - with love and jealousy, with fear and sadness, with sorrows and dreams. Lots and lots of these "balls", each with something important, some part of the human personality. And here, gets it all in some huge box - for example, here in the same with pink bow - and then someone goes and lays out all the parts again mom's bellies and babies. Someone again consists entirely of particles of its former self. Someone went to the red and green balls partially mixed components of the two once-existing personalities, and anyone who does the whole like a mosaic, composed of coloured particles once lived absolutely different people.
- A curious theory, ' smiled Veronica. - It could explain the appearance of a split personality or memory problems. And then it becomes clear why people seek and find each other, fall in love. They seek to reunite?
- "Probably," Aya sighed. - Apparently, in the us with Simon too many common particles, since I can't stop dreaming about him. And, it seems, the third part of this internal colored wealth went to Stephanie...

- You want freedom, I understand, Aya. But freedom is when the "for" and not "from". You know? When you're running to another planet, only to not see more with Stefania, is not freedom at all. It is dependent on where it is located. Stefania will fly to Mars and you will run further. Where?
She won't arrive on Mars, afraid.

- Mom, you are very loving parents, and Mountains. You tend to exaggerate the danger. Dad thinks so too.
- Dad thinks so... - Veronica dropped his head in his hands and exhaled heavily. Anita, frightened, hugged her with her little hands. Aya also embraced them both. Aya, your father didn't raise you, he knows you, he knows nothing about life on Mars. Why is his opinion you think is important and mine not?
- Just his opinion coincides with mine.
- Here's how... So easy! What you want to believe, it is true, right?

- Mountains, we're going in circles. The key to everything is love. If it is, nothing to fear.
- Here's how... Love... But you see, nick, difficult is to love those who most love is not enough. Is it even possible to love a child like Elsa?
- You could love me. In fact angry at the world state, neither able to understand you or even hear. Still love it. See, and Irina seems to be able to love Elsa.
- How does she do it? Riddle me this...
- A woman's heart, the Mountains. Maybe compared to the love of men, women's sense is a different kind of love? You men, like still for something. And we just because we feel such a need. Feel that love inside of us and it needs to give to someone.

- Sometimes, hurt a person by accident and not even know it. And many years later the consequences of this offense beat you.
- Perhaps this is true.
- Probably... But how to take the anger if it is aimed right at you?

Girls you are my favorite... Such great become. Their plans. His ties. The flights... Oh, how hard to let you go somewhere...
- But, mom. You know this saying: the ship was safest to stand in the port, but he's not built for this. You gave birth to me, not with the idea to always keep a favorite doll. Why? MA-am?
Veronica smiled ruefully.
Yes... Though you and my favorite doll.

- How are you? Who do we have upstairs?
- Arrived Ben and Rita with the boys. Stesha came, Simon is here too. Have fun. I think the mafia are playing.
- When kids-the dreamers playing this game, the phrase "the city goes to sleep, wakes up the mafia" takes on a particularly sinister meaning, - smiled the Mountains.

Like talking in different languages. He just doesn'T UNDERSTAND what's going on in the shower after a long gap. He, apparently, in life, no still not there. His glass is full not half, it is virtually intact. The naive optimist...

I am just so tired that I take daughter...
- Well, do not dramatize. Use this time to relax a bit.
- David said so too. You men can't understand a simple thing: I want to have a rest not FROM my child, and with my child. The best rest for me when me and Aya just nobody touches.

- Why can't you communicate with me the same as his?!
Because you're the best thing in my life! We are all in the mud, swimming every day in the swamp, shit smazyvaem yourself from head to toe. I'm the same way. Take from a large heap of shit, and draw on yourself, for yourself so that you were clean! So at least there you don't have to plunge! And you climb and climb, climb and climb! Like you... like it all. I want you was different, because I love you very much. The only man on earth for real. You don't understand. Or pretend not to understand. Or maybe you really are that. I'm tired...

From a single woman so just make the target of the Mountains. Even nothing to do. Just enough to stretch her arms.