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Authors: Janna Yeshanova
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Odessa there was She , who filled the whole world with herself.
“What is the time?” Janna was obviously nervous.
“Almost an hour until departure.”
“Do you have any cigarettes?”
“Yes, but smoking is not allowed here.”
They went to the station building and sat down on a bench. Janna inhaled deeply; her look was thoughtful and serious …
“Listen!” Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She became animated, and she began to glow from the idea that came into her mind.
“You come with me!”
“Did you think this through?”
“It’s not important. You will come with me and that’s it!”
“My things are not packed. My family will worry. Soon my parents will arrive,” reasoned Serge.
“This is not a problem.” Janna did not give value to his words. “You will send a telegram. You will calm them down. You will spend two or three days and leave. You will see Kishinev.”
“What does Kishinev have to do with this? What a reason …” thought Serge.
“And your Mom, when does she arrive?”
“Mom?” Janna rummaged in her memory. “On the third, or the fourth. She will also call on her friends. In any case, I’m going to buy a ticket.”
“Wait, where will I go in these clothes?”
Serge pointed at his shabby jeans.
“And the money that I have with me—it’s only three rubles.”
“Money, we will get there. I should receive an advance payment.”
“But I need to take something with me,” protested Serge.
Janna looked at the face of the clock.
“There are thirty-five more minutes. We’ll take a taxi, we’ll be on time.”
She jumped to her feet. Her fervor carried her away. Serge began to consider an excursion to Moldavia, but the voice of common sense kept him back. In truth, it gradually faded, being replaced by the spirit of an adventurous undertaking. Janna waited, frozen in front of him. He looked at her widely spread, straight legs, raised his eyes to her firm hips, then above—to her chest heaving from impatience. Then his eyes slipped to her long gentle neck, and for a second, stopped on her full, compressed, sharply outlined lips—and at last, met her eyes which had become greener from an internal pressure. In them, there was a mix of despair, determination, and entreaty, and the multitude of feelings were now turbulent in her heart. “Perhaps, if I was only a toy, she would not look like this. To be with this woman, even for two or three more days. Ahh, why am I sitting? Fool!” Serge imagined Janna’s empty house … and jumped from his spot. They rushed to a taxi, and in half an hour were at the station again. The train departed in four minutes. Serge held a small bag in his hands where he had put his trousers and a second shirt. In three days, he intended to return, just before the arrival of his parents. But then he did not yet know that the passion to travel would fundamentally change the rest of his life.
***
The old man took a swig from a bottle of water. Then he bent and moistened his grey-haired balding head. Then, he got more comfortable on the boat’s bench and looked at the sky. The sun still was high in the sky. In a few more hours, it would bend around the earth, slowly releasing its place to darkness.
It is strange how one moment can change your whole life. The old man thumbed through the pages of his own life, flying through the years. He suddenly remembered how he skidded on a spring road 22 and the helpless car pulled directly towards a quickly moving truck. At the last second, he plowed into a snowdrift on the roadside, and the multi-ton truck swept past, the driver gesturing crazily and growling the engine. Serge was lucky to survive. He got lucky once more when a car driving in front of him suddenly made a U-turn and ran sideways into a pickup truck. The car smashed its front-end into a safety barrier, and passers-by had to pull out the blood-stained bodies of the young guys still writhing in agony. In one instant, everything grew dim.
“What is the time?” Janna was obviously nervous.
“Almost an hour until departure.”
“Do you have any cigarettes?”
“Yes, but smoking is not allowed here.”
They went to the station building and sat down on a bench. Janna inhaled deeply; her look was thoughtful and serious …
“Listen!” Suddenly, her eyes lit up. She became animated, and she began to glow from the idea that came into her mind.
“You come with me!”
“Did you think this through?”
“It’s not important. You will come with me and that’s it!”
“My things are not packed. My family will worry. Soon my parents will arrive,” reasoned Serge.
“This is not a problem.” Janna did not give value to his words. “You will send a telegram. You will calm them down. You will spend two or three days and leave. You will see Kishinev.”
“What does Kishinev have to do with this? What a reason …” thought Serge.
“And your Mom, when does she arrive?”
“Mom?” Janna rummaged in her memory. “On the third, or the fourth. She will also call on her friends. In any case, I’m going to buy a ticket.”
“Wait, where will I go in these clothes?”
Serge pointed at his shabby jeans.
“And the money that I have with me—it’s only three rubles.”
“Money, we will get there. I should receive an advance payment.”
“But I need to take something with me,” protested Serge.
Janna looked at the face of the clock.
“There are thirty-five more minutes. We’ll take a taxi, we’ll be on time.”
She jumped to her feet. Her fervor carried her away. Serge began to consider an excursion to Moldavia, but the voice of common sense kept him back. In truth, it gradually faded, being replaced by the spirit of an adventurous undertaking. Janna waited, frozen in front of him. He looked at her widely spread, straight legs, raised his eyes to her firm hips, then above—to her chest heaving from impatience. Then his eyes slipped to her long gentle neck, and for a second, stopped on her full, compressed, sharply outlined lips—and at last, met her eyes which had become greener from an internal pressure. In them, there was a mix of despair, determination, and entreaty, and the multitude of feelings were now turbulent in her heart. “Perhaps, if I was only a toy, she would not look like this. To be with this woman, even for two or three more days. Ahh, why am I sitting? Fool!” Serge imagined Janna’s empty house … and jumped from his spot. They rushed to a taxi, and in half an hour were at the station again. The train departed in four minutes. Serge held a small bag in his hands where he had put his trousers and a second shirt. In three days, he intended to return, just before the arrival of his parents. But then he did not yet know that the passion to travel would fundamentally change the rest of his life.
***
The old man took a swig from a bottle of water. Then he bent and moistened his grey-haired balding head. Then, he got more comfortable on the boat’s bench and looked at the sky. The sun still was high in the sky. In a few more hours, it would bend around the earth, slowly releasing its place to darkness.
It is strange how one moment can change your whole life. The old man thumbed through the pages of his own life, flying through the years. He suddenly remembered how he skidded on a spring road 22 and the helpless car pulled directly towards a quickly moving truck. At the last second, he plowed into a snowdrift on the roadside, and the multi-ton truck swept past, the driver gesturing crazily and growling the engine. Serge was lucky to survive. He got lucky once more when a car driving in front of him suddenly made a U-turn and ran sideways into a pickup truck. The car smashed its front-end into a safety barrier, and passers-by had to pull out the blood-stained bodies of the young guys still writhing in agony. In one instant, everything grew dim.
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