To my mother did not blush

The train crawled slowly to the station platform. Tamara was there where he was to stay six car, train, helped look, clutching her handbag under his arm and busily torturing mint gum in your mouth. Her eyes were hidden behind the lenses of sunglasses, a ponytail on his head a hastily assembled. Yesterday, she was accompanied by a boss to a meeting, which ended in violent buster. In the morning she had to meet the train former classmate, riding in the capital on business. A month ago, my mother Tamara told her that Vera is going and that it must meet. In every conversation, my mother reminded about the Faith and added that it should meet, how should she, my mother, ashamed of her daughter is not going to. Tamara has learned.

Coming down her friend was not that unfortunate, but still waiting for her arrival, Tamara without impatience. Once they were friends with the faith, and even the same desk at school were, but then, to the extent that it reveals the characters of her friends, they no longer understand each other in fundamental aspects. Friendship came to an end, and then went to Tamara. The last time a saw Tamara Faith, she was pregnant with third child, totally happy, and got out of unmarried and childless classmates for his preaching on the theme of family and motherhood. She really turned on the children. At the reunion of their school alone Tom Vera thrice twitched the corner of the immense belly and began to pry, but when she and her husband "will give birth to babies." Girls who porezche even allowed themselves abruptly stop this flow of saliva. Tamara appreciate their former friendship, and therefore would never have allowed myself not to send the Faith in the stump, and so is morally prepared to tolerate the fact that its so irritated at the former odnokashnitse. Again, my mother asked to take care ...

The train rolled to a stake, which Tamara waited for his guest, rumbled, shook, clapped door vestibules. Tamara spit out gum, stepped aside from the unloaded luggage, invited to the welcoming face of the mine. Vera came out last, after her conductor brought her a bag, why then on hand, as a child. The girls hugged each other, Tamara even felt the excitement as if met a favorite relative.

- Handles torn, can you imagine? - Faith complained when the station welcoming ceremony was completed.

Tamara bowed to the old pretty shabby trunk:

- Yes, without a porter can not do ...

- Why? - Faith scared. - Since the bunker! Or out ... man! A man purse to help bring the underground, please!

Man, accessed by faith, shied away from her as if she suddenly in the middle of the crowd and began to swing sharply with a knife.

- Yes you are quiet! - Pulled down her Tamara. - There are so can not be accepted offshore company - she waved the porter.