Time mills. Artemyeva G.

“That September day began well. Lukery’s daughter rushed off in the morning at the university, she and her husband woke up at eleven hours: only the day before yesterday they returned from Greece, for the first time in the last year they spent ten days together - good, peaceful ten days, without husbands and irritation for trifles. Of course, he was tired, of course, he had to pull a lot on his shoulders, besides - a critical age: he was just forty -five. That is, according to all the rules, she, Tina, became “the berry again”, and her husband, Yura, was supposed to experience a crisis called “How - and is that all?” Something clearly happened to him unusual.

Tina and friends complained that Yurka became “just as not my native”, it is not clear that you won’t get a good word from him. And no matter how hard she tried, he could not please him. Directly another person appeared on the site of her beloved Yurka. Twenty -two years together, grown tightly, everyone knows about each other, understand, feel, but suddenly - thorny glances, words, snaps. And he does not allow to hug himself, he pulls away, and ironizes his every word. ”