Karina didn’t like airports for taking off her shoes. The hustle, some people running with suitcases, dragging screaming children and the general feeling that now you’re getting dirty somewhere - you can still endure it all. But to take off your stylish boots and swim barefoot through the mud through the stupid metal detector frame - this is excuse me! ... And one-time sledoks are not comforting ... It was beautiful, stylish, all with a needle and - on you - turned into a lochushka without a crested .. .

Doomedly pulling off his boots in front of a stupid - yes, stupid ... I hate - with the frame of the detector at the transplant at the Istanbul airport, it seemed to a woman that she was hailed.

- Karina, Karina! - rushed from somewhere behind and to the right. Well, okay, if it was Moscow or Kiev ... there surely are other Karins ... and here, in Istanbul ... "Well, sure, me," thought the traveler and straightened up, standing in one blue sock.

Yes, that was her name! Sergey stood in the next line for a preflight inspection and waved his hand, smiling silly and happily. The hand went invitingly from side to side, like the tail of a small puppy at the sight of the owner.

“Ops ... go nuts! And where did he come from here! ”- questions like layers in a honey cake fell one upon another, densely soaked with some strange feelings mixed up with joy and surprise.

After waiting for Sergey, Karina got into his energetic embrace. She, too, was surprised and sincerely pleased to meet. Wow as it happens ... unexpectedly ... damn it, where ... stunned ... that's what fate is doing ...

Animatedly chatting and rejoicing at an unexpected meeting, old friends moved in Brown-like aimlessly flowing human stream somewhere. Both of them had long been living in a foreign land in one of the cities, somewhere-in-Europe, and their next flight turned out to be common. There, in a foreign land, home to their families.

The remaining two and a half hours before the flight, it was decided to spend for talking and exchanging news. Even DUTY FREE was forgotten and completely removed from the to-do list.

Sergey, like a real businessman, had some kind of VIP card and invited Karina to replace the noisy and senseless airport coffee shop, this malicious offspring of the fast food family, with the silence and respectability of the business lounge.

Surprisingly, the business lounge of Ataturk Airport looked like a bazaar. People were everywhere. They occupied chairs and sofas, widely scattering things and children. Mixing bright Africans in different clothes, black-and-white Arabs in their toe-high robes, prim European businessmen in ties and fragrant fumes of Russian-Ukrainians and Ukrainian-Russians confirmed the idea that you are in the center of the great trade routes, somewhere between and the third Rome. Only the neat rows of glass cells of the storage chamber, in which the visitors attached their carry-on luggage, gave this chaotic tumult at least some kind of consistency.

Slightly upset by such an agiotage, a couple, to their great joy, discovered an empty glass room into which the guests of the lounge seemed to be embarrassed to enter. Maybe this small room was used by some agency or was equipped for some special guests, but now it was empty and just beckoned with its serenity. It was what you need. The occupation took place instantly and absolutely without resistance and victims. From the silence of the room, through the transparent walls, the passengers were visible, concentrating on their plates everything that the waiters carried in the halls in large pans and super attenuously filling their glasses with free alcoholic drinks to the brim. In general, everything is as usual, except that it was especially interesting to watch them from the silence of the aquarium. Maybe the fish also look at people because of the transparent walls, and then discuss among themselves what those goats? Although how do fish know about goats?

Left alone at the table, served by Sergey’s served with glasses of wine and various snacks from the buffet, old friends began to discuss the news, the interests and achievements of the children, and talk about the affairs of their mutual acquaintances. Of course, living in the same city, somewhere-in-Europe, they sometimes met in common companies and could even hold a picnic with their families, but they hadn’t seen each other for more than a year.

The whole thing was in Karina. Having moved to a city-somewhere-in-Europe several years ago, she met several local families of compatriots, among whom was Sergey's family. Having started to spend a lot of time with children, families became friends. But their relationship with Sergey unexpectedly quickly turned into something strange and incomprehensible. Seeing this man, Karina started to get goose bumps on her back, and her thoughts were confused and confused. His touches responded in a moaning languor. Desperately fighting with herself and with her desire, Karina ... lost. The tumultuous and passionate romance lasted for almost a year, until the mind woke up for a while from the insidiously sweet wave of adrenaline infused into it ... or testerone, maybe? In short, Karina did not cover weakly. The body sought and rushed to Sergei, deaf to the advice of reason and the arguments of reason.

Gathering with the last forces and, somewhere without hoping in the soul for a successful result, she explained to Sergey. He understood everything ... from that moment onward, bodily relations between them ceased to exist. In general companies, he tried to get away, if possible, let events where there was a chance to cross with a woman. He behaved like a real man. Even happy birthday and New Year stopped congratulating ... Bastard such!

Gradually and very painfully, Karina went back to her life with a foreign husband. Over the past three years, everything has calmed down ... It seems to have calmed down ...

“You know,” Sergei said suddenly, taking Karina by the hand, “but I still think about you ... sometimes ... often very ... I even wanted to compose a story in order to preserve these feelings somehow .. And then, in old age ... read. And then suddenly a sclerosis will happen or some other crap? And so - I will read ... remember.

- Come on! This is how long ago it was! - the woman tried to laugh it off, but she did not want to remove her hand from his warm and familiar palms.

- Do you think that our meeting here is an accident? Why among hundreds of different cities and thousands of flights we ended up here ... together - Sergey continued - it seems to me that such things simply cannot be accidental. Someone All-knowing leads us and wants us to face

“I also do not believe in such accidents,” the woman said, looking straight into his eyes.

Sergey continued to talk about fate, fate, happiness of conditional society. His voice sounded sincere and honest and ... hypnotic. He reflected aloud about their former relationship, not trying to embellish something and not pursuing any goals. She listened to the voice, not very understanding the words. A longtime familiar friend, maybe a favorite one ?, the music sounded very close ... She felt good ... Betrayed well ... She didn’t pay attention that he was already stroking her thigh ... her own palm with beautifully manicured fingers was cozy and habitually hid in his palms ... Karina felt like goosebumps, once driven by her far, far away, again crawled out of their secret refuges. Undestructed, but hungry and strong. They were ready to tear her body to pieces and devour it ... along with her soul.

Suddenly, Sergei got up and left their aquarium. Returning a few minutes later he was holding a key.

- Karinochka ... listen, - he said in a strangely changing voice, - I have not washed for more than a day. All of the airports hang around. Like a bum ... I now took the key to the shower ... another hour before departure ... I want to go and take a shower ..

His eyes looked strangely at the woman. Closely and almost without blinking. What did he want to see in her? What did he try to say, cloturing the essence of his desires into battered clothes of ordinary words? He turned and headed toward the exit of the room, seizing his bag with a computer. Putting his hand on the joint, he turned to Karina.

- There ... there the door will be open ... in the cabin ... this is the second cabin ... on the right ... along the road ...