Hard. Stories, stories. Arbuzova N.I.

“Leskov wrote as it is, I always drive. In the family they give me forty percent of faith. I add more than half. That's why I am the speech from afar. Do not seek, ”the author of this book confidentially informs us. And we observe how the “added” stories from the life of ordinary people unfold in front of us. And they take it to a fairy tale? To the phantasmagoria? The answer is this: “Birch rifs were quiet, they should not move. The devils were stubborn under the stairs, looking at the filthy snouts. We live in Russia. The holy with the devil's weaved - not to be outstretched. "