Blanket of love. Nikolay Lakutin

great. Everyone asked about you. I said you were busy, that you couldn't come, even though you wanted to. Andrew?

      – Yeah… the man replied again.

      – You're not interested in me anymore?

      – You have no idea how interesting to me – truly the man replied, – I really couldn't make it, but I really wanted to. And it's not even about the party or the friends… I'd really like to spend time with you… just to be with you… talk… feel you near, to hear and breathe you…

      Is that true, Andrew?

      – It's true.

      – My God, what a fool I am, I've thought so much of myself. Then I'll call you tomorrow night, okay? Now terribly is tired, exhausted, ' m going to go home to sleep. When I Wake up, I'll do my thing, I'll call you, okay? Can you answer?

      – Of course, honey, I'll wait.

      – Love you.

      Me too… – completely lost in reality, following only feelings, the man replied.

      There were beeps in the handset…

      ***

      This day passed in fantastic emotional experiences, expectations of a call of the mysterious girl. Who is she? Who's calling? What's going on in her life?

      There were many questions, but it all faded into the background. On the first was not just lust, and even the need to hear her voice again.

      In order to somehow pass the day off, Andrew decided to make out all the corners in the house and bring such an order, which is not remembered for three years, from the moment he left his second wife. The reason for such a clean decision was not only in the psychological moment, distracted activity. The real reason that was the driving force on the way to order in the house was the fragile hope that the calling girl would come here. It was naive to believe that it will happen, because why? But how to explain the logic of feelings, hopes and expectations that do not want to hear anything from the trivial worldly.

      The mundane in my life abundance – thought Andrew – but the place is a fairy tale, but still a beautiful tale, I would love to have allocated in their lives among the ruins.