Not obtained song

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The smell of autumn foliage and rain was pulled out Levinson from any difficult situations. He recalled the happiness fit on the chest fluffy kitten in that far day, and as if she opened a secret door in his soul. As soon as he began creative stagnation, Mark sat down behind the wheel and drove into the city of his childhood. Throwing somewhere, it challenged on foot and recalled, remembered ...

The new song was always born soon. The migrant for inspiration was soon the migraine, from which Livensson then suffered weeks. This time at 6:02 am, Mark decided that it would not be able to fall asleep, got dressed, swallowed a cup of coffee and moved to the city of Pushkin. For a month now he did not get a song ordered specifically for the new series. The series was about friends, almost like a film "Once in America", only the action unfolded there in the nineties and with us.

He even came up with the melody and the first quarters:

And you alone on the flute about everyone who is alive now,

I will play them again, believe me.

You only tears do not leut and my entrance door

Do not forced to sing about the lunar light ...

But on the matter did not go. Sitting in a taxi, Mark fought and fished these words, trying to turn the plot at least into some kind of side. Only in the head from the night, for some reason, a completely different line was knocking, written long ago, in the most terrible day for him:

Crash and forget, I will learn how to live ...

So strange, in rhyme, he burned forty years ago. This song was the only one, not finished so far. Mark then just started working at the "ambulance" and came to one of the first of his challenges. He did not know that a girl with a knife wound would have to save. Through the slim chiffon dress Liventon saw familiar freckles on his shoulders and sharply worn from awareness that his first love was lying on the floor. There was no words or pain, he acted on an automatic as a robot. From a neat thin cut in the side of the tanks, blood octated. It was never brought to the hospital.

In the same evening, he called Igorku, and they got drunk together, being at different ends of the country. Igorek told what Mark did not know. After his graduation tank, I left Moscow, to enter the theater institute, and promised to write them, but quickly lost. Her grandmother soon died, and his mother, coming out of prison, did not return to Leningrad. After a couple of years, Igorec, who already arrived at the military school, accidentally met the tank in the metropolitan restaurant, where, together with familiar guys, she was wrapped off his epaulets. Tanka was clearly underfield, brightly painted, she smoked a lot, laughed noisily, he kept some "Zhigan" for his waist. Yes, and the whole company was clearly thorough. Tanka pretended to not recognize Igorka, and he understood: the girlfriend did not receive a friend. She chose the same path that her mother.

After a sleepless night on the phone with Igor and drunk a bottle of brandy Mark took the day off. Wrapped all day on the sofa - there was no strength. Then, having come to work, asked for a path-pathoanatom, where did the girl be lucky, the hole under the ribs. It turned out - the case is criminal. Tanka killed a thief in the law Talgat. He fired, suspected in treason. Allegedly girlfriend secretly left Moscow to Leningrad to the young lover, with whom secretly met. So I looked around with her "Dad".

Mark was not at her funeral. He didn't even know, in Leningrad or in Moscow, Tankin Coffin was lowered in the ground. Since then, the migraine has become a regular Liventon's companion. He never married. But I insisted that the Luska administrator, pregnant from him and the abandoned abortion, called Tatiana's daughter. Now the daughter has already been 22, she graduated from the institute and gathered for practice in Bulgaria. Every Saturday Mark met with Tatiana and went to the same pastry shop, where the "Horseman" of Bryullov was hung on the wall - Bard's gift to his beloved institution. Many years ago, he fed here tank ice cream, and daughter in childhood bought cakes and lemonade as a child.

And it was still with that distant terrible night at Mark. Prohibition: Driving by his own school, from which the walls remained, he closed his eyes. I did not want to smear bad memories. Unlike other corners of the native town, this for some reason invariably suggested longing for longing and anxiety.

He still was ashamed of the fight he started at school because of the tanks with the best friend, and for which Igor called for the fact that he gave a girlfriend for the birthday of flowers and a bottle of expensive spirits "Lydysh".

Mark did not fit when a healthy bear from the neighboring street and his twigs selected a new pennies from a friend. And Igor, I do not remember the offense, rushed into a fight, having heard how the brand is called "liquid" and donate boys from the school toilet. Then both were injured both, the brand even broke the brush hands. But friends came up, and the fight was worth.

Read the previous chapter of the book here, and the next one is here.

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