The story is written at the request and on the plot of the reader. Names changed. The story comes from the face of the heroine. Real stories or not, I do not know. I have not written for a long time, so do not judge strictly ... The story is a continuation of the story "For the first time."

Ivan became my savior, he brought me back to normal life. Well, almost to normal ... I would like every day, but ... The town is small, and the fear of exposure was huge. Our relationship with Ivan, surprisingly and to my joy, turned out to be rather long. For several years we met with him when her husband was absent. When Oleg went to the sea, I immediately called Ivan. The first time of the meeting took place at night. But when my daughter grew up, and she was sent to the kindergarten, and I hadn’t got a job yet, he sometimes visited me during the daytime. We can say that he became my second husband, in the literal and figurative sense. Ivan not only performed “matrimonial” duties in bed, but sometimes he helped around the house - he repaired switches, sockets, mixers, etc. ... Maybe I will tell about some of our meetings, but this will be another time, but now the story will go completely about other...

My husband and daughter rested in Abkhazia, then we stopped for a few days with my parents. They live in the central part of Russia, stay with them, leave their daughter for a couple of weeks. They begged us so much that my husband and I could not refuse. Grandma and Grandfather are a joy, and we will rest for a while ... We returned to our home and almost immediately went to work. By this time I had already worked for six months in the garrison club, in the library. I liked work, the salary is true, and Saturday is working ... But there were some advantages, a lot of free time, a good team, only three people, two in the reading room and I am on a subscription. When someone was sick or on vacation, they had to work together, that was hard. The authorities are quite adequate ...

In general, I went to work ... Mood, you know that ... Well, I don’t have the slightest desire to harness work. During my absence, a lot of books were not disassembled, the girls accepted them and piled them up on the floor. They simply did not have the time, and perhaps the desire, to disassemble them and arrange them in the racks. And I still had a holiday mood. On the first day I arranged a small Sabantuyk ... The next day I showed pictures ... And so almost the whole week ... And the work, well, there wasn’t any desire to work. But the trouble came from where they did not expect ... On Thursday at the end of the working day, the club head told me not entirely good news that on Saturday a commission would come from Kaliningrad to check the club, well, of course, including the library. Seeing a pile of books that were not disassembled ... And although he tried to select expressions, I learned a lot of new things about myself! In principle, he was right, he was to blame ...

He left, I began to clean, the time was still working. Fifteen minutes later he came back and said that tomorrow I would be allocated sailors and before lunch everything should be removed, and in the evening that everything would shine like a cat's ...

The next morning, when I first came to the club, a young lieutenant was waiting for me (I saw him for the first time, apparently only after college) and three sailors. He said that the sailors at my disposal before lunch. I would not say that they would bother too much, but, nevertheless, for dinner, most of the books were dismantled and placed on shelves. There was quite a bit, plus clean up. Until the evening, I would have managed it alone, but it would have been faster with my assistants, and I wouldn’t have had to bother much. The four of us in an hour, well, a maximum of two would have been done. I went to the head of the club, cried a little and asked, if possible, to leave the sailors until the evening. He promised to resolve the issue ...

And I went home happy for lunch. Everything was going just fine. In 3 I will be free, I must tell my husband that I would be free too early, and it would be possible to go to König. There was an exhibition "Stone Fairy Tale", and I really wanted to get to it.It would be possible to go on Saturday, but this damn commission, it is not known yet, how much time I will spend at the club. And on Sunday, the exhibition has already folded.

But, as they say, a person assumes ... Further events did not go the way I had so successfully planned ...

When I came home, my husband was already at home, it surprised me somewhat. He sometimes comes home for lunch, but it happens a little later. At that moment I was even somewhat pleased that he was at home. I was going to tell him about my plans, and only I began to explain to them their essence, as he stopped me:

- Irish, today will not work ...

- Why?

- I'm leaving for a day ...

- What! Yes, you just that was the day!

- It happened. I was asked to...

Mood immediately fell. All my plans for the cat are under the tail ... And it was worth going to the authorities and asking for helpers?

- Clear! He was asked! Wow, he was asked! I asked you too ...

- Irish, well, it happened ... I could not refuse. On Sunday we will go. Sure to! I promise!

- He promises! Yes, the sense of your promises ...

- Well, Irish ... But I could not refuse! Semyon Semyonitch asked me ...

- Well, yes, your Semyon Semyonitch asked, and that's it ... My wife immediately poboku ... You can live with your Semyon Semyonitch ...

Everything was boiling inside me. I turned around and slammed the door, left ...

It turned out a small scandal. I started up in no joke. Why? Nothing much happened. Not the first year I’m already married to a naval sailor, it’s time to get used to the frequent absences and unexpected outfits of her husband. Moreover, it was not the first time, and not the second ... Of course, he could not refuse his commander, the more he did a lot for us ... If it were not for Semyon Semyonitch, my Oleg would still be sailing on his boat ... Yes, and we received this apartment not without his participation ... And the garden for the daughter and my work ... He helped us in almost everything ... We owed everything to him ... Of course, my husband simply could not refuse ... Yes, I was wrong. But then the insult just overwhelmed the mind ...

I walked as if in a fog ... My legs themselves led me to work ... I started cleaning, I had to somehow get distracted ... But it wasn’t that simple ... And besides, my husband called several times I didn’t want to talk to him at all and in the end I turned off the phone.

- Irina Petrovna ...

I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn’t even immediately realize that this appeal was directed to me.

- Irina Petrovna, are you here?

- Wait a minute ...

I came out from behind the rack. In front of me stood one of the sailors who helped me in the morning. I already completely forgot that they should have come. When he saw me, he saluted and said:

- Irina Petrovna, arrived at your disposal.

- Where are the others?

- The rest will not ... I'm alone ...

- One so one. So so ...

I looked around ... Yes, I already cleaned almost everything myself ... But once I came ...

- Anton ...

- Artem, - he corrected me.

- Sorry. Artem, then you understand this angle, and I pointed to an unassembled pile of books folded on the floor, and you can be free. There is very little work. Clear?

- It is clear, Irina Petrovna.

Irina Petrovna !!! And although I had already worked for half a year, I could not get used to when I was called by my patronymic name.

- And yet, Artem ... While there is no one, you can call me just by name, without middle name. Good?

- Yes, well, Irina Petro ... Oh ... Well, Irina ...

For an hour, he disassembled all the books, put everything on the shelves. I said that he could be free, but he stayed on to help me. Wore me water while I was dusting, then, at the same time, and washed the floors. It all took more than an hour. Well, that's all ... I checked everything carefully again. She invited the club, he was also pleased with the work done.

It was possible to go home, but I didn’t want to go home at all ... I didn’t want to meet my husband, I was still angry with him. We'll have to sit here a little, kill time. One is boring ... And here I am ...