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to the dance floor, where he was already rubbing against Tom Nikolayevich, having pressed her to him.

I went for Nastya, approached her, put one arm around her waist, took her hand with the second hand and we began to move in time with the music.

- For a long time to come to us? - Nastya asked, bringing her head slightly to my ear. The music played loudly, but not so much as to yell at each other's ear.

“It’s exactly half a year,” I replied, “maybe a little more, eight, nine months, I'll be here.” How to go -

- And what, you and travel around the country, opening branches? And what about family? - asked Nastya.

- So I go. In principle, because of the family and began to dangle. The rift with his wife went, after the divorce and began to travel around the country -

- Do you have children? She asked.

- Yes, there is a son, he lives with his mother, with his ex-wife, that is. I see him sometimes when I come from business trips. And so, the money is sent to life. When I arrive, I buy presents for my son. He did not ask him to give birth and this is my son. I have no complaints about my wife, it was love and over. We loved each other, gave birth to a son. It’s just that the circumstances have changed, but you can’t get past the past, wipe it off, wipe it out of your head. And why? It was not bad with us -

- Clear. It happens and so - thoughtfully said Nastya - And how do you manage without girls? -

- Why not girls? - I was surprised - in each city by the wife - I laughed - only temporarily, for the duration of the business trip -

- It is clear - she laughed - diversity in everything, in work and in personal life -

- Well, like that - I grinned.

Here the music ended and we went to our table.

- Were bogged down - looked at his girlfriend Anton.

“Everything is tactful,” I laughed, sitting down.

- Yes, I saw - he grinned.

- Antosh, just a dance, according to pioneering - Nastya laughed.

- Well, let's continue, or what? - sitting down, said Nikolayevich, having previously seated Tom.

And we continued. Then I danced a couple of times with Nastya, talked with her. I talked a little about myself, she about herself. We did not talk about my work. Nastya told me that she was twenty-three years old, that she met Anton a year ago. Itself from the region, works in the center, receives calls and redirects clients to the necessary departments. He lives with Anton, along with his mother. Anton's mom is a peculiar woman. She still does not care, is engaged only in himself and his life. “In principle, it’s good that it’s not going anywhere at all,” Nastya stated.

Then they began to gather home. For the clearing, as in the past times, the three of us, paid equally, chipped. Normally rested, danced, drank alcohol, relaxed.

Then the routine daily work again went on. One evening, I was already at home, the intercom was called. I came up, answered. It turned out Anton. He rose to me, being not alone, but with his Nastya. I invited them to go. Anton was replaced at first, but Nastya said that she would not have refused a coffee and it is very curious to see which apartments our companies rent. And they took their shoes and passed.

- Yes, hut, like hut, nothing special. Ordinary odnushka with furniture and appliances - I said, showing Nastya his home.

- And there is even a split split! She said approvingly.

- Well yes. The main thing is that there is a washing machine and a kettle - I laughed.

- By the way, it is very important - Nastya noticed, continuing to look at the room - was the iron and ironing machine bought or bought? - she looked at me.

- Everything was. I just bought rags, mop and chemistry, I answered.

Then she looked at the bathroom, looked in the toilet and went to the kitchen where Anton was sitting, waiting for us.

- Not bad here with him - Nastya approved, sitting down at the table, turning to Anton.

- OK - he shrugged his shoulders - will you wait for more coffee? -

- I will not refuse, we still have to go far - Nastya sighed.

- Where are you going to go, looking at night? - I asked, pouring water into the kettle.

- Yes, we therefore went, did not want this on the phone - said Anton - we must go to the next area, the father urgently asked to come. And it is far. Until we get there, it is unknown how much, then back. I wanted to take time off tomorrow -

- Well, if necessary, then why not - I replied - we will arrange a day off for you tomorrow. Nikolayevich, I will inform you from morning that you will not be. So, no question, go -

He brewed some coffee to them, made tea for himself, cut the buter, drank, talked a little. With them he still wrapped sandwiches. Already seeing them off, at the door, he offered to meet in the same composition in a week, as usual - there is a reason, he will have a birthday present. I always celebrate this day, wherever I am -

They were not against.

A week later, I waited for everyone at the entrance to the tavern, where they usually met. Nikolaitch and Toma approached. We stood, waiting for Anton and Nastya, making fun of Nikolayevich. Cool he is still a man. Nastya came up without Anton.

- Why is that so? Asked Nikolayevich, puzzled, looking at Nastya.

- Anton said that he would linger a little, told me to go, and he would come up a little later - she replied - this is for you, congratulations on your son's birthday - she gave me a small soft toy - are you alone again, or what? And where is the business wife? - Nastya laughed.

- Her man came to her - I laughed.

- Wow? - Nastya laughed. - In order not to be bored while the man was away? -

- Well, yes, they did not let each other die - I laughed.

- A normal phenomenon - Nikolayevich supported me. - So that there would be no downtime, neither Sanya nor hers - he laughed.

- Live happily - Nastya laughed - let’s go for what? -

- Come on. Yes, thanks for the gift! - I shook a soft toy.

- Contact, if anything - she laughed.

“And then we will buy you balloons, air, if you want to,” Nikolaitch laughed.

“Let's go buy some balls in the pharmacy myself,” I laughed and pulled his hand to the entrance to the tavern.

Nastya and I drank cognac, Nikolaitch and Toma-wine. Anton did not appear. Nastya called him several times, but he did not answer. Then I called and he answered.

- Hi Anton, well, where are you stuck? - I greeted him.

“Sash, I’ll not come in short, there’s such a thing ...” he sighed into the phone.

- Anton, well, what did you leave me - I heard a female voice in the receiver - I said it myself, go go gray, and myself -

- In general, Sash, I will not be able to come today. You there Nastya say something. I'll turn off the phone now. Then you tell me what she said, Anton told me, and I realized that he was already dead.

- Actually, she is sitting next to you, take it and tell her everything. I am not your friend or brother to such garbage. Understand yourself with your everyday issues - I laid siege to him.

- Sorry. I'll talk to her later. I'm sorry that everything turned out this way - he began to apologize, realizing that he had said the wrong thing.

- Come on, do not be ill - I smiled and turned off the call.

- What did he say? - looked at me Nastya.

- He said he could not come - I answered - call him yourself if you want -

Nastya began to call him - not available - she said quietly, looking at her phone - well, okay - she lifted her head and smiled, looking at me - let's go, dance, or what? -

We just got up and the music finished playing. Nikolaitch and Toma returned to the table.

- Well, is Anton still on the way? - asked Nikolayevich, having seated Tom.

- He said that he would not be today - I grinned.

- Not okay, pay attention to Nastya, so that the girl does not get bored - he laughed.

- Yes, I’m not bored anyway - Nastya laughed.

“Well then, let's drink to it,” suggested Nikolayevich, pouring out to everyone who drank - so as not to be bored in any situation - and raised his glass of wine. We clinked glasses and drank.

Then Nastya began to share with cognac. Outwardly, having fun, and she was swelling. And I smelled brandy so that I could barely talk.

“Well, take it while it’s lukewarm and take it to yourself,” Nikolaitch grinned when his Tom ... Read more →

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