"Dina stupidly looked into the cup. On the surface of the American floated small crumbs of ground coffee.
Damn that she did!
It was not even that she once again sent Gosh. The case was that this time he seemed to be left. Maybe not according to the address called it, but that from her - for sure.
The truth is to say which man will withstand such swings. That love is the goal! Then we converge - then we dreamed. We are going to Geneva together - I do not go.
Geneva, actually, made a catalyst for the process. Dina has worked hard all the last year, everything that dismissed the position in the Swiss branch of the firm gets to her. Everything happened, you could collect documents. The question was only - to go with Gosha or without him. The deadlines were pressed, it was necessary to make a decision, Dina nervous. She could not understand, I need Gosha or not. Is this a man who will make her happiness, or is it so, another deception?
Dina was twenty-five. Behind the shoulders were a short marriage - thank God, without children - and several painful novels. At first, in the novels, everything seemed to be good: love, a candidate bakery romance ... But then, very quickly, a romantic fler was aroused, and a strange subject was found nearby. He was either unreliable as Andrei, or empty, as Dima, or alcoholic generally, like a hare. Or they did not coincide life goals as with Gauche. And it's not that Dina waited for the "spinning" - she was quite a terrestrial girl born under the sign of the Virgin, gave himself a report that all people have shortcomings to which it is necessary to relate to. If you like.
Maybe it was about this, and she had not yet met true love? But she has already twenty-five, time is catastrophically leaves ... a few more years, and all potential husbands will differ in marriage. And Dina wanted a normal family, with children, with the right, beloved husband - as it should be ...
For the first, reasonable, glance, Gosha for such a role was quite suitable. He loved her, was a normal guy. But Dina's restless soul did not listen to the voice of the mind. "We will always want something else," this ancient Song of Grebenshchikov was just about her. Dina infinitely poured soul to his men and girlfriends, analyzed and converted their own sensations. And the more she did it, the less understood what she was done with his so-called personal life.
-What are you soaring? - Malena told her, girlfriend. "You will go to Geneva, you will pick up a Swiss there and all things." Won you have some kind of beauty!
It hurts it to the Swiss, thought Dean. Her problems will remain with her, and who needs it with her problems - at least here, at least there?
Dina, even tears in their eyes performed: so hopeless and hopeless it seemed her own life now. It was so lonely and sorry for yourself - there is no save ...
The phone rang. Gosh. Now again will whine, apologize for the non-existent guilt, ask to start everything from the beginning ...
- Yes.
- You know, Dina, I thought here. You are still rare rubbish. You so want to twist with men. You are such a princess - give it to bring it. And when they give and bring - you get bored. You already stolen, Dina. And this time I won't be back to you, look for another fool. And do not call me! I can not tolerate you!
Gosha's voice fell.
Dina sat in bewilderment. Is it Gosh? Her appeals, good Gosha just said that she could not tolerate her? It could be scattered by such phrases, and Gosha can not, should not! What it is, in the end!
Dina resolutely scored the number of Goosh.
While the beeps were going, she stared at the park, where there was a cafe, whining a swing. Up-down, up-down ...
Finally Gosha replied. "