lucky, at my expense I drove away, got rid of the headache for free. What did this woman say there? Crown of celibacy with me? - and Galya typed in a search engine, wanting to know what kind of crown it is. Read and ofigel - wow. Can anyone do this? And this garbage and me too? Damn, blood from the nose, tomorrow you have to go to this grandfather and find him. And maybe it's all garbage? Maybe some kind of nerve pinched and therefore everything hurts. And this crown? The woman said she sees it with me. I wonder how this can be seen and how does it even look like? - Galya thought sadly.

She decided to go to bed early, having a little chat with her parents, went to the bathroom, washed herself, set the alarm on her mobile phone and went to bed. Sleep for a long time did not work. She took more pills, twisted and finally fell asleep.

In the morning I barely woke up, from the alarm bell, all the household were still asleep. She washed her little by little, made her hair, put on a pretty face, ate a sandwich, so as not to drink pills on an empty stomach, took all the pills with her, otherwise she forgot them yesterday and suffered on the road, got dressed and slowly left, closing the door.

- Yeah, it was easier to drive with Lena - Galya thought, getting into a minibus going to the train station - and here nobody would give a hand or support -

But an hour later, she was already riding in the train, clutching her purse and looking at the passengers. The train was packed. Summer season and Friday.

“Yesterday there were fewer people,” Galya thought. “Today, people even go standing, and yesterday even empty seats were

Gradually, the people diminished and on the final she arrived almost in an empty car.

Having bought a bottle of water in a tent, she took the pills and went into the waiting room, at the train station, bought a ticket at the ticket office to go on, immediately back and forth and sat down on a stool. Outside, the sun was already full, although there was only about nine.

At ten she was in Vypolzovo. This village did not represent anything of interest. Just a platform, where, along with Galya, just from another car, a woman came out.

In general, there were three cars, as the woman-wise woman said. They were attached to some kind of a thermosell. The cars were ordinary, reserved seat, only the upper shelves were removed. There were few people and you could sit where you want. The toilets were open and Galya stopped, first holding her breath. But you will not last so long, so I had to breathe this stench. Civilization, with bio-toilet here has not yet reached. The toilet was a regular, with a hole in the floor, covered with a piece of iron, which was removed if you press on the pedal. There was no water in the toilet and in the sink tap.

Galya rubbed her ass and sex lips with a napkin, pulling it out of her purse, when she went down the small one, climbing her legs to the toilet, holding the piece of iron on the window. Back pain was unbearable when she climbed and sat down. She almost cried out in pain. But the need forced. She carefully went down, pulled on her panties, took out wet wipes, wiped her hands with one napkin, pulled the second napkin out of the pack, put the pack in her purse, opened the door and left the toilet. I went into the car and rubbed my face, neck and an open place near my chest, to at least somehow drown out the smell of the toilet.

On the platform, Galya asked the woman how to get to Vypolzovo.

- That here it is - a woman waved her hand - there are only twenty houses, you will not get lost. And who are you to, baby? - the woman looked at Galya.

- Yes, I do not know - Galya was confused, shrugging her shoulders - They said here that my grandfather lives like a healer. Do not know? -

“The one who doesn’t know him, Timofeich, then, she grinned, to him and run, if anything happens, until the doctors get to him and you can die.” He lives on the other side of the village - a woman waved her hand again - now you will come down here - she showed up the stairs from the platform - there will be a path.On it and go. That's how it goes and you just go. You will overtake the village, you will see a wooden house, its windows are carved. This will be Timofeich's house -

- Thanks you. And to call him how? - Galya asked.

- Timofeich and call - the woman shrugged her shoulders - And what kind of illness do you have? -

- Back hurts - Galya sighed.

- Aah, go ahead, maybe Timofeich will help you. So he helped a lot. People come to him that. Even from abroad there are. In as - the woman said and turning went to the very end of the platform.

Galya spent her gaze and hurried - Time is already the eleventh hour, and still it is necessary to reach and find this house. And what if there are still people there and it will not work to get to him until twelve - she thought, going down the stairs, holding onto the railing, overcoming pain in the back.

The path was one and led through the forest. Galya saw the house from a distance; he was, as the woman said, with carved windows and shutters that were open. There was a fence around the house. She found the door, looked around and did not find the bell button, knocked.

“Come in, open there,” she heard a man’s voice. Clicking on the handle, Galya opened the door and entered the courtyard. There was a man in the courtyard, not at all old. - Are you Timofeich? - asked Galya.

- No, I'm the same as you, suffering - he laughed - you will follow me. He has a visitor now, then I, then you - the man explained.

- Aah, thank you - Galya smiled and began to look around the yard. In the middle there was a path, on the sides of the path were flower beds and dill with parsley, some flowers and green onions. Drainage pipes were coming down from the house, in the corners, and there was an iron barrel under each pipe. All barrels were full of water. The house was with a porch, but without steps. From the house there was a sort of quiet muttering.

A little further, at the corner of the fence, there was a toilet stall. Plain, blue and white, plastic, cabin, as in the city, paid toilets on the streets and train stations.

A woman with a little boy came out of the house - Yegorushka went, tomorrow we will come to grandpa again, and then on Tuesday - the woman said to the boy, glancing at the peasant who hurried to enter the house as soon as the woman with the boy came out.

As soon as the woman with the child left, Galya carefully sat down on a bench standing against the wall of the house. Again there was a quiet murmur coming from the house where the man entered, who was in front of Galya.

The door to the fence opened and two people entered, a man and a woman. The man led the woman on the arm. We approached Gali, a man put a woman on a bench, next to him, looked at Galya - are you alone? No one else? -

- Yes, seemingly not - Galya shrugged.

- Well, it is excellent - the man sighed, looking at the woman who was looking impassively somewhere in the fence.

The muttering ended and soon the man who had been in front of Galya in line to his grandfather came out of the house. Galya got up carefully and hobbled to the door.

When she entered the house and closed the heavy door behind her, she turned her head, stopped in indecision. On the walls there were some sort of grass brooms, an old cabinet with a mirror.

- Come on, do not take off your face - she heard a completely non-sentient man’s voice. And Galya moved on, passing through another, but open door and finding herself in a small room. There was a gray-haired man with a beard and mustache, also gray.

- Wow, Santa Claus - flashed through Galia's head. The man looked at her intently, walked over himself, touched Galina's forehead with his palm, and so he stood. Then he walked away and looking at Galya, ask - To whom did you cross the road? -

- Nobody passed - she was surprised.

The man looked far beyond Galya, then again at her - your case is not typical and complicated - he said quietly - except for the crown, there is a strong evil eye and induced, unusual damage. Spirits say that the woman who did this is strong in this. You will gradually be left alone, you will suffer from pain, you will not be able to give birth and you will gradually shrink as a fading flower -

“What spirits say this?” Galya asked in fright.

“Good spirits, good ones,” answered the peasant, “your case is atypical and the treatment will be the same.” If you agree, then wait, I you ... Read more →