Very bad English / Очень плохой English. Яна Варшавская

have aquariums installed in the walls.

      Taska could not resist and threw a metal ten cent into the water. It fell next to the puzzled turtle, which slowly rubbed its eye with its front paw…

      It cheered Taska. She looked around, but saw no one. Suddenly everyone disappeared, leaving her all alone among aquariums and dull lights.

      She began to look for a way out, but could not find it… Then a huge heavy door opened, and the heady sea air filled the entire gallery…

      At the entrance to the Aquarium, there was me waiting for someone, constantly looking at my watch.

      Indeed?!.

      No, of course not. That was Doni. In a whitish T-shirt, without a single logo or at least some letter…

      Recently, there have been too many things that could not fit to any reasonable explanation. But this dream of mine, which emerged so clearly and convexly, from that moment got stuck in my head.

      Tanya.

      I will wait for the news.

      Chapter 5

      Clew

      Once I wondered, what were our days like that made up life? Every morning. Afternoon or evening. Night.

      We get up. Go to work. In the evening we drive to the store. Before going to bed we read or watch TV. Then we go to bed. Everything goes according to a well-established scheme, except with small corrections for illness, vacation, love and children, if God sends! And then we get old…

      So what are our days like? Of course, you can imagine any model. I suddenly remembered how my mother unwinded a small old sweater that became small… Row after row. Until the end. Until you get a big ball from which you can knit fashion gloves. Or make a new jacket or another sweater, adding bright threads…