by Dmitry Galdin


© Copyright: ДМИТРИЙ ГАЛДИН, 2020
That was in June. On a warm summer day I was busy with gardening. Roses, daisies, chrysanthemums and many other flowers around me, I was tearing the grass and cut roses. Suddenly, my neighbor called me. He asked for help to repair the fence. I was distracted and go slowly to his house. We have long been busy with the fence, but in the end did not finish the job. Saying good-bye to me, he said to his niece arrived a week later and he would like me to come to him for tea. I accepted the invitation and how it immediately forgot about it. A week later, a knock on the door. It was Petrovich. Natasha came to me, waiting for tea, perhaps forgotten. I changed clothes and went to him.
Natasha was sitting at the table. Her dark hair touching shoulders. Eyes like pearls. Smile struck me. We met. They began to drink tea. We are talking nabout nothing. From her I learned that she was studying at the biochemical department of the university. And she really like dogs. We talked about the breeds of dogs, and she said she wanted to have a dog.We separeted at midnight.
I returned home happy in the evening and I really liked Natasha. We agreed to meet on the river.I dreamed of meeting. And I waited.
But on Monday I was told that Natasha was ill.I asked what is the hospital.I was told number 4.I...