Nikolay Lakutin
When no longer a fool. Story
My friends didn't like the fact that he waved exclusively to me. After all, everyone thought that we parted only in words. Well, we had a fight and made up. It's a matter of life. So did my ex-boyfriend. He came up to me every day and not once, but every time he got a turn from the gate. He really didn't understand what had happened. And I didn't try to explain. What was I supposed to tell him? That I had my head blown off by your friend who fell out of the sky?
A month later, attempts at reconciliation came to naught. We didn't even remain friends, I had no desire to communicate with someone with whom I was quite comfortable spending time so recently. Maxim did not come from my heart and out of my head.
Our next meeting took place at the bus stop. I was waiting for the bus, and Maxim was passing by. He only got his license two days ago, and his relatives chipped in for his first domestic car. It was not new, completely unremarkable, and I did not even pay attention to the fact that a cherry car stopped near me. But how pleasantly I was surprised when from the lowered glass I heard a painfully familiar voice that resonated in every cell of my body:
– hello! Do you need a ride?"
My legs felt weak, and my vision blurred.
If someone else had suggested it, I wouldn't have even answered. I was taken for a ride on fresh foreign cars, my suitors were mostly well-off. But then the crown fell in one fell swoop. On shaky legs, I hobbled to the car door, and while sitting down, I even twisted my leg, on the heel that played poorly.
Maxim did not notice this, he hurried to leave the bus stop as soon as possible, a bus was already approaching from behind. He was nervous, either from the fact that I was sitting next to him, or from a little driving experience.
