Tu-Tu-tuduh... Tu-Tu-tuduh... Tu-Tu-tuduh ... the
Train moves steadily in the dead of night. I lie on my back and, through loosely closed eyes, relaxedly watch the reflections of light and strange shadows rushing along the walls of the compartment.
Tu-Tu-tuduh... Tu-Tu-tuduh... Tu-Tu-tuduh ...
Mother has been sleeping for a long time. Probably the guys are sleeping. At first, everyone had a fun and delicious dinner, then they played cards and talked for a long time. Nothing and a little of everything. Sveta, Nikolai's wife, was the first to leave. I went to put Sasha, who started nodding off.
Nice girl, by the way. Well, how "cute" can an eleven-year-old child who has suffered terrible stress be. We met her on the platform, right next to the train. Pushed by her mother, she looked down
