Code of honor. Storybook - страница 2

Never wanted to Bear so help anyone as I wanted to help this lost in a girl. But he didn't know how to do it. And indeed it is quite a bad situation. For some last few hours he almost flew off the road, unexpectedly changed his wife and now sits in a closed house in an unfamiliar village with an unusual and a little strange girl with a passionate desire to help her.

I heard snoring outside the door.

"I'd really like to help you, Light, but in my mind there are no adequate thoughts on this, I'm sorry."

The girl got up, went to the far window and said: "You better not wait for the morning, you never know. Come out through that window, how do you get on, okay? Back back to the fork, there on the asphalt normal leave, do not miss, but do not drive much. And don't you dare to forget me, Maska," and the girl, dropping a tear, went over to the couch.

Drove not cater. The rain's almost gone. The suspiciously bright moon illuminated the wet road well. Drove past the same washed pit road, it really was an impressive size, the girl did not disappoint. Dawn Was Coming.

"Somehow everything turned out so stupid", – the thought circulated in the head of the Bear, – " why I was in this village, in this house with this girl? If not for all these circumstances, I would have drove up to me at the right village, the Mother and sister are already waiting for us, worried for sure. I called to ask how it works, so pipe the village, till last skirmish was at work, and each other's nerves battered and put up, once all stupid going".

After a while, the car reached a fork in the road. Bear stopped the car. Exited. I went to the intersection of roads, where I moved down the wrong road leading to a dead end.

"It is interesting, I passed earlier on this route any time. Why did I turn the wrong way? Why the pit? Moreover, even bypassing the pit, still rested would be concrete blocks. Well, I'd get to the blocks, turn around and still go out on the right road. Maybe fate was so pleased that in these minutes and these hours I was here, not to go where I need, and whether it is necessary?»

It stopped raining completely. It became clear how nature begins to revive after sleeping. Grass straighten, the breeze caress, and the first dim rays of the sun barely began to Wade from the horizon.

"Then it turns out that Sveta, or such as she is able to change the scenario of fate. After all, she ran out on the road to protect me from the accident, but how the hell did fate deftly corrected the scenario, based on the new conditions, and I still spent a few hours in the steppe, where I was not supposed to be."

Bear stood at the fork in the road for a while, estimating and" laying out on the shelves " all that happened, then looked sad and dreary look in the direction of the road, which was to go, then looked at the road from which he left, looked far away in the direction of the village with the same girl…

"I won't forget, Sveta… never."

I got into the car and drove now in the right direction.

After four and a half hours, the Bear has reached the desired village. He reassured his mother and sister, handed them money, some things, a little snack from the road and is now fast asleep.

The next day took place the funeral of his father. The mother was put into the hand of the deceased a photograph in life so fun and joyfully celebrated a picnic on Saturday the whole family four years ago. It was my father's last will. Therefore, the Bear and asked for leave from work and drove in this weather with only one thought-to pass this photo and fulfill the last will of his father. Probably, the folder wanted that at this very moment when mother put the photo in his hand, we still once remembered how it was good to us together that we through tears smiled and though for a moment were transferred to that solar Saturday four years ago. And as strange as it was, it was as if we felt his presence next to us, as if he was standing next to us and remembering those very moments… he was a very good father, he was a very good man.