Well, the snow piled. Just some pipets. It is better not to meddle in the courtyards - you will not rake, and now I’ve gone again. Kohl was sitting in his car, and laid out the accounting for everything that can be put in the car: the reporting forms were lying on the dashboard, on his knees, in the passenger seat. Somewhere the firecracker banged, "The youngsters are having fun." Bang! Another one. "Pancake. Idiots, the Chinese ... it's not clear where it will blow, and the weather is wet, they can soak it off. ” He reached out and made the music louder. So, you need to find where to put stamps and signatures. He parked in the street, opposite the house of his accountant Lyudochka. Promises need to be fulfilled - three days of the deadline for submission of reports, but he still can’t deliver documents to her. But there were their own subtleties. Nicholas postponed this occupation, because he did not want to call in to her in the morning, and having called, he said beforehand that it would be after dinner that her husband was at home, and today is just such a case. Otherwise it will be, since it has been more than once. Although ... But ... no, I do not want ...

And then Babahnul !! It was the usual explosion of a firecracker, but after it Nikolay heard a scream. "Until played." There was nothing visible through the misted windows, he turned on the wipers: - it is not visible, he opened the passenger door window and saw that in front of the car, on the sidewalk, a guy writhes in the snow in pain, and a frightened girl is sitting on his knees. Shock was both. Need to do something. He looked around — no one was around, some kind of grandmother was slowly crossing the road about fifty meters away — empty. Kohl grabbed paper on the front seat, and jumped out of the car. The guy pinched one hand the other. Both were in the blood. The girl sat in front of him on her knees as in a stupor. The eyes are glass, silent, just enough strength for one screech.

- What happened? - silence. Silently oboy. He groans, she turned her head towards him and also was silent. "Cute."

- Do you know the phone of his relatives? - deaf.

Nikolai tried to get into the pocket of the guy, and then he loosened the clamp on his arm, and Nikolay realized that the matter was bad - the ambulance in such weather would give a damn about how much he would go, relatives also needed to be taken to the hospital himself. The blood on the snow was decent.

The first-aid kit in the car on the spot - he knew that for sure. He tore off the wrap on a sterile bandage with his teeth and tried to tie it up, but the guy was still writhing in pain. He did not dare to tear off the clamping hand, and simply, winding up more bandage and tearing it off, gave the guy like a tampon so that the blood could be absorbed,

- Let's take you to the hospital.

He raised the guy to his feet - "Heavy, how old is he?", And literally dragged into the back seat, "Where did the girl go?".

- Are you with us?

- Yes, yes, I'm with you, definitely.

"Maybe he will stay with him, wait for relatives."

She sat beside the guy in the back seat. The road took about thirty minutes. Nobody, of course, thought to remove the snow, and everyone who was on the street, cars, pedestrians, actively trampled it in - cars, in order to slide then, pedestrians, in order to then fall and break bones. And where to go if life goes on, and no one cleans anything? They are understandable - everything will melt by the spring.

“We are carrying the patient,” he had to bark at the entrance to the uncle's territory when he was trying to knock down money.

The guy was already away from the shock and began to howl. "Damn, in the wrong place, at the wrong time." Parked. Who to look for? Where is the emergency room or doctor on duty? Ran into the room - it took 10 minutes to figure out the situation. Three aunts in white coats came running, judging by their quality - one cleaning lady and two nurses.

- Call a doctor! I need a doctor!

- Where can I sit? - Nikolai turned around and saw that the girl was holding the guy and literally dragging him on herself, “Here is a good girl.”

- There is a car, it needs to be closed. "Well done".

He jumped out into the street, clicked on the remote.

And in the hall, the girl was already trying to ask.What to do, Nicholas knew: he called the name, given the name, gave the rights, left a mobile number.

For some reason, I wanted to protect the girl from all these aunts: she is to blame for something.

- We have nothing is lost! - "Yeah, right now !!!".

He took out a guy's purse, "cool skin!" - He said to himself, mobile phone, left a trifle. "It seems sorted out." Nikolay looked around - the girl was treading on the spot.

- Do you know who better to call? Dad or mom?

For some reason, she lowered her eyes, straightened her hair with her right hand, tried to tuck it behind her ear, but they were disheveled and did not want to refuel. "Damn cute, sorry little." Light brown hair was disheveled, Kolya did not see the color of his eyes, but his face was slightly oblong, his ears were small, some earrings were like two small points, the puff was obviously not fashionable, dark laps and boots. Baby doll

- Will you call your relatives? - Another woman in a bathrobe, but obviously a doctor. Looking straight, looking without taking his eyes off.

- Now, a moment, we will understand.

"And the guy will be richer." She is wearing a sheepskin coat.

Nikolai started flipping through his notebook in his mobile phone, everything is as usual here: Pasha - tanks, mom, dad (not dad, not or somehow), Tanyukha, sister, Nath (this name is written with a big one!).

- What's your name? - the girl looked up.

- Natasha.

- Kolya, Nikolai, - the performances were short.

- Who better to call?

- Mom, I guess. "Probably means not familiar."

Nicholas plucked up the spirit, and dialed the number.

They drove in the car in silence. Othodnyak. Conversation with relatives was difficult, Nikolai’s hands were still shaking. Still, it’s good that he didn’t listen to the girl and called the boy’s father, the men think better in such situations. He called his phone number and immediately called him back. Gave to write down your address, in the winter the night is chosen quickly - and still go. They decided that Nikolai had left his purse and mobile phone for himself. The hospital is all the same. Agreed - they will drive up, he will give everything to relatives. But he didn’t want to stay longer in the hospital until their arrival: it was still at least an hour - lamentations, questions.

The snow slowly fell and fell. Already on the knee, nothing winter tires - "We'll get through."

Silence, even the hand does not stretch the music to include, Warm and quiet, the engine is almost inaudible.

- Where are you? - silence, silent.

He looked at his watch - five !! And already dark! Hell, and baby time, and after “such” I don’t want to go anywhere.

- Come to me, I need to sign the paper, go away, I'll throw you later.

"Anyway, they are somewhere near Lyudochka live, maybe even have time."

She only nodded in response and again the naughty hair did not want to refuel behind the ear.

Third floor. The apartment is removable, took an acquaintance. Almost already dear. How many memories are there.

She began to undress herself immediately. Usually he stripped the women in his apartment, and they liked it. Coat helped to remove, pull off boots. But he was somehow afraid to approach this girl-girl. I took off my shoes - wet, in the snow, I didn’t want to shake off at the entrance, the neighbors would still see who he had brought to him again.

Under the down jacket was a fluffy sweater, which went down twenty inches below the belt, under a sweater - taxing gaiters or trousers, and nothing more.

"She trusts me." "Well, yes, after what happened."

- What will you be? Tea coffee? - And then he saw her: a girl who is just beginning to understand her beauty, begins to feel her power.

She looked around, straightened her hair, and shifted from foot to foot. Gaiters, panty hoses - he didn’t understand this, wiped on his socks, but without holes, there was no makeup on his face, a few eyes were let down, that's all.

Kohl sat down, took out the "guest" slippers, and smiled ...

- Everything is normal, everything is normal.

Passed into the kitchen, he left the lights on everywhere, so she relaxed even more.

- And let me make you some mulled wine!

- What is it?

- A warm wine with spices, do you already have it? - her eyes were brown, deep as a pool.

- Yes, just a little.

What's so complicated - pour wine into a bowl on a cup, put it on the fire, throw a few ...