In general, in his youth, there was a lot of rubbish. Woods, Consuelo, Golden Star Cavalers - as a child read randomly, everything that came to hand, and in the student of the summer they asked huge lists of necessary for reading, and there was a different ... and Pischi Beach Shelley, by the way, drowned, poor people, where- That is not far from Rapallo, and Ernst Theodore Amadeus Hoffman, and Mukhtar Auezov, and Andrei refuses - why are they stored in her memory, why? So "Sauna in Rapallo" remembers, only the author ordained ...
Nadia shook a freshly adarced head, looked again in the bay. Good here. Palm trees, cypresses, sea colors. Houses painted in faded, as if blurred color rains. Girlfriend, artist, called such shades "rotten" and loved ...
And people who are completely different people. Smiling, elegant. In all week, she did not see someone quarreling, shouted, swore.
But they swear with a teddy bear every day. Quarrels flashed instantly, according to the most insignificant reasons. The spouses have already passed that the face of which you can pour off with insults, and have long ceased to select words.
It was unbearable.
Both understood that it was necessary to solve something. So I arrived in Italy for a week - in the secret hope that the sun, the sea and local wine will improve their relationship.
Hopes did not justify. In Rapallo, heated wine and the sun, the quarrels became even more fierce and intense. Today, after one very ugly, when they screamed each other in the room, forgetting all the decency, Nadia jumped up, slamming the door, and ran along the embankment. Then he moved a step and for a long time she went along the sea, calming down. The soul was disgustingly empty.
She rolled off the town from the sea, wandered around the narrow streets. I heard music, I went to the old square.
In the middle of the square stood a scene, around her - chairs. Four girls in black played. Clarns were cooled into the sky, the saxophone held them with all his might.
Nadia sat down, stunned. The acoustics were amazing, and the melodies caused whole paintings in the head. Here they introduced medieval dances on this square, here is the forest rain, and next - a cold snow desert ...
Music has always acted on Nadia Magically. In the head cleared up.
It is necessary to divorce, she thought. Life is so beautiful that he absolutely no need to spend it on Rugan and finding out relationships.
The boy with the inscription on T-shirt was passed by: "Keep Calm. Happiness is possible. "
That's it, walked Nadia. Happiness is possible. It is only necessary to act.
After the concert, she returned to the hotel reassured. Decision is made. She will announce his house after returning. Why spoil the next scandal the last days of rest?
On the way back, Mishke has become bad on the plane. He never sick anything, did not complain about anything, and then it was sitting unusually pale, with droplets of sweat on his face.
In the morning went to the doctor. Then to another. Rent analyzes, made a survey. Three days ran through doctors, and Nadia forgot about their decision. Mishkin did not like her at all.
And on the fourth after arrival, the doctor's day voiced the diagnosis. And forecast. From the strength of two months. Inoperable. Do nothing can not, and do not try. Lose time and strength. Hold on. Anesthetics will prick, of course. That's all we can.
She still fought, tried to save him with all his might. Herbits, psychols, psychologists, books Louise Hay ...
They spoke a lot all this time. Asked for forgiveness from each other. And they became such close, such relatives, as never before ... and did not understand how they could quarrel so terribly ... because of what? What for?
After a month and a half, the Bear, exhausted by the disease and thinning to unrecognizable, died, holding her hand.
Nadia never told him about the decision that took Rapallo that evening. In the cemetery, she repeated the same thing: "What happiness that I didn't say to him."
Now she does not go to Italy. And absolutely does not end the sounds of the clarinet.