Алексей Мухин - Stories of one night

She leaned against the doorway and stared at her mother.

– My girl, I don’t like your look, as if you are saying goodbye. It’s not good.

– Mommy, sweetheart, well, if I need to go, what shall I do?

She came closer. The mother hugged her, kissed her on the forehead like in the childhood. For a moment she became warm and calm from her mother’s hug.

– It’s time, Mom, – she stood up. – You’re the best in the whole world.

Her eyes changed. She became sad, hopelessness appeared on her face. The old woman walked her to the door. She went out and closed the gate quietly. Pavel was waiting for her at the car. The sky was starry, beautiful. There, outside the city, it seemed closer, with brighter stars. Pavel stood admiring the warmth of a spring night, with his hands on the car. At the sound of her footsteps he turned.

– That’s all, Pasha, thank you. I’ll do myself now.

– What do you mean “yourself”? I’ll give you a lift.

He was surprised. She looked intently at him… and said:

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