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Since dawn it has been snowing in large flakes, then in small ones, the fog is swirling, it is a pity, divided on gentle shoulders, blue eyes are still looking, sighing sadly, and the languid streak from sunset stretches the sun burns with a dim light, you can get used to it, but not right away

— why didn’t he leave then  asked me when he was getting ready to get dressed and go out

— how stupid could I quit?
put on the shirt first, then the pants
—that is, you still love me

—listen, you need to go to your grandmother in the village, it will be better

— though she hugged me then I felt the tart smell of perfume

—you know what times these are now, I don’t want anything to happen to you

—that means you have to stay and not go anywhere, he told me that you will always be there, her voice sounded touchy, and somehow childish

—I always keep my word that you will have to leave this time, I’ll write to you in a couple of days, but now I have to go
got out of bed and headed to the door, a strange feeling did not leave, as if it was necessary to tell the truth, it hurt, but it would be absolutely fair for whom I love so much, and so cherish, leaving too late, closed the doors, the cold wind slapped everything in the face waswhite, and almost nothing was visible, the fog spread along the street  somewhere in the distance you could hear the whistle of a steam locomotive, which means now it’s exactly half past five, soon it’s getting dark, you need to leave why you stayed yesterday, the beauty could have left, and the temptation of desire had to be overcome, not to give in to the fact that you would give in to temptation, although next to someone like that, it probably
In these surroundings the weather is always like this, it’s not for nothing that residents prepare for the onset of cold weather a month in advanc six months ago, just arriving here, it seemed that everything would be the same, and before only an empty house, and the old nanny, the weight of that same unbearable pain, the sadness that I was trying to forget, fell upon me

— after all, you are back, master
don’t forget your old nanny, thank you for this, I had to go through so much, God forbid, now this empty house is so hard for me and you, as if the mistress or the owner will now call you to hurry up, look after your son, instead there is silence

— what are you talking about, nanny, how can I forget, you look like my parents, and these difficult days have become even close

This is how he answered her when he came home, she was sitting in the room by the window in thought, clutching a handkerchief in her hands, and on her wrinkled face there were tears from she was in poor health, wearing the same dress as that, and had lost weight

 returned to  room, the bed was made,
all things were in their places, a wooden horse was near the closet where I usually kept my toys, a photograph on the nightstand where mom and dad are very little, I’m so happy in this photo,  don’t yet suspect that I’ll have to go through  mother died in the fall after a long illness, and my father ten months later on the same day on the eighth

the graves are nearby and during life they were always there supporting each other, and understanding never quarreled, this is true love.

Now I vaguely remember my mother’s face, but I know that she was very beautiful, and my father had the attractiveness of a man, he always smelled of expensive cologne when he went out onstreet joyfully raising his head up then greeting the day after reading the newspaper and smoking cigarette.

My father stopped being a cheerful person because he lost his senses; he often stayed alone in the room in front of his mother’s portrait, and told her
— I don’t want to exist without you

 for the sake son
once had a conversation with him, then  still couldn’t imagine what would be the last thing that evening

- understand, a person cannot exist without a dream, without faith, when your dream is taken away from you, Faith helps you to what extent you always decide for yourself

— Dad, what is it to dream?
asked him

— oh, son, this is the most wonderful feeling after love, someday you will understand this when grow up
he coughed as if choking, leaned on the back of the chair, and did not see his face, the torment that was reflected in pain
now go to your room

after that he gestured towards the door...
Today, eighth, there is only one in the room, after all, it’s a bad habit that needs to be broken, and if the nanny had been here, she would certainly scold, forgetting to remind,  that it is harmful, and that the smell will remain on the fabric

— as much as  can say, it’s been a long time since were little, and no longer a youth, but an adult, but still you need to quit tobacco so that God forbid you repeat what happened with your father, you still have to , a family, she said, she looked at me sternly when she left the room

— I know, nanny, forgive me, please,  hugging old lady

can you make pancakes
haven't eaten for so long

— of course she answered, and her face changed, she turned pale, only she realized that she shouldn’t have told the owner, and after a silence she added something to advise, excuse me, the nanny said, it seems she forgot, and then went downstairs to the kitchen

— maybe it’s not worth the right
having answered, he walked along the corridor turning to the right

decided  needed to get ready for bed, the candle that was nearby was burning, but sleep did not come.