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- Honey,
you never told about the former. Why did you break up?
- Do you
really want to know?
- Well,
yes. I want to get to know you. We've known for three months, and you are to me
as a black box - he gently stroked her hair.
- Well,
- Sasha got up from the bed of love, opened a drawer. Her breasts swayed
against the window. - Read it and you will understand everything.
In her
hand was a photocopy of the handwriting on multiple sheets. Simon looked at her
face, turned on the bedside lamp and began to read.
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I became
the leader in sales, which is surprising because in the auto parts store I
worked for nothing at all, and stood on unfavorable oils. Store manager for it
gave me a trip to Egypt.
Since this all began. Two-week tour through the company. I strongly regret that
the tour on one thing - Sasha also did not stop to rest. At the airport, she
reassured me: "Do not worry, it shall be a bachelor party." What a
nice girl - about such can only dream!
We have
applied a week before departure. After my return to plan a wedding. It took
less than three weeks, and it seems to take forever ...
I will
not describe all the rest - were all there, all bathed in the Red
Sea more than Black. Beaches, bars, restaurants, a buffet, a trip
into the desert ... In one of the last days of rest, I went on a trip to some
dunes. We left at seven in the morning on camels, moved to noon, then there was
a halt in settlement of Bedouins. One of them spoke Russian well. We talked
with him, he asked how it Moscow,
Arbat. I smiled and explained that he Kamchatka,
in the capital are only passing through.
My new
friend, Musa, told us about the customs of his tribe. He told me an interesting
fact. They considered a time of day the evil spirits. And only at nightfall
demons go, and kind affectionate moon protects people. That is the situation,
the reverse of ours. We in the darkness creeps evil, and in the afternoon the
sun is shining.
Wheedled
permission from the guide, I climbed the nearest dune, to capture scenic views.
Spread in the "Classmates" palm tree outside the hotel it seemed
primitive. On the dune in unbearable heat up proved difficult. I made a dozen
shots and felt dizzy. Okay, I will do with the other lens a couple of shots -
and to go down. While fiddling with the camera, something caught my eye dark
brown underfoot. Wondered: What if an ancient artifact - shoe Pharaoh staff
priest? .. I eventually unearthed ancient pottery bottle. On the tube was
either Arabic, or Jewish ligature, although the Jews in Egypt since the
time of Moses is not visible.
Fingers
pulled themselves comfortable ledge. There was a pop and a bottle of saw thick,
acrid smoke. For a couple of seconds, I coughed, and opened his eyes, he saw a
man in front of him. Swarthy, dark-haired, a turban on his head and loins
belted faded bandage.
- I hear
and obey, my lord - a nod, like in the movies.
Wow
service! Sasha need to tell you how to get there. Well it must be - prikopalis
bottle in dunes and with a smoke float. Even Russian-speaking actor found.
- You're
a genie? - I was having fun, although weakness became stronger.
- You
could say that - under his beard smile flashed market trader.
- And
how can I make a wish?
- By
number b'ziz.
I could
be wrong, but I think he said it was "b'ziz."
- And
how I b'ziz? - I repeated after him carefully strange word.
- Three.
Clear -
just like in fairy tales, three wishes, but even some b'ziz dragged.
I
laughed:
- Then I
want to myself last "Ferrari", a hut and a hefty ... - I wondered
what else to wish well, not the same girl I was at home waiting for the bride.
- ... And most laptop pumped.
- Wilco.
Go home.
His eyes
darkened. When I woke up, leaned over me-language Bedouin guide and two
Germans.
- Guys,
you did a cool genie! - I came across a blank looks.
-
Victor, you imagined. You had a sunstroke.
- Oh,
well - I sat on the ground. As well as in the oases ...
Back in
the room, I started to unpack the bag with the camera and sandwiches. Hand
bumped into something solid. Feeling cold, I pulled a bottle. Clay. With the
Arabic script on the cork. The same one in which I thought was a smoke bomb. Little,
that was enough for small effects. But I'm told that the genie was not what he
had dreamed. Maybe Bedouin kind of humor? Maybe Musa, knowing our cravings for
jokes on three wishes, makes a fool of Russian tourists? But I do remember that
it is not put into a bag no bottles. Although we could put a while I was
sedated.
Despite
the fact that I found logical explanations happening, anxiety did not leave me.
All things to do, all this paradise for the poor and jesters became
uninteresting to me. I could not get through to my mother, to his beloved. Even
the best friend left me. In rising excitement I returned home to his native Petropavlovsk. And on the
plane I had a dream.
I sat in
the center of the circular room with dark brown walls. Near one of them was a
chalkboard. Recent genie in a suit with a pointer, looking out gleamed points
explained to me the law of conservation of energy.
- How
did you know about my emerald treasure, nothing comes from nowhere and goes
nowhere. In school you learn bad, but because in the wilds of thermodynamics -
first appeared on the board, and then disappeared some formula - will not go
deep. Let me just say that no matter does not go nowhere. No matter is not
taken out of nowhere. And life is the highest form of matter, energy engorged
eyeballs. One person enough not only to make the stew out of it poltsentnera,
but on the car and on a laptop. Most importantly, to distribute energy, called
life. A residue - the teacher's eyes flashed, - moves me. Well, the lesson is
over. You're still ahead. By the way, I forgot, if you do from a human thing,
that his soul will be concluded in this thing. And she feels it! Absolutely
everything. So take care of loved ones.
... -
Our plane, flight number eight hundred twenty-five, Moscow - Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky, landing at
the airport Elizovo - I was awakened by voices stewardess. Here we are at home.
When I
received the luggage, I was approached by airport workers, dark, with a black
beard. Apparently also recently sunbathing on the beach.
- Victor
A.? You asked me to give your documents and keys.
Unfolding
the package, I found documents on "Ferrari F12? golden color, number so
and so, their rights and keys.
- Wait,
it's a mistake! - I turned his head, but the employee gone.
Okay, on
the site of a look. On shaky legs, could not understand, I headed to the
parking lot. Similarly, here it is. All shines headlights look with love. Bibiknuv
alarm, I sat in the car, lit a cigarette.
So, the
genie was real. The first wish is fulfilled. Heck, it does not happen! Jinnah,
Aladdin - it's all in the tales of the girls from the "Kama Sutra." After
the second cigarette, I was able to calm down somehow, inspected his new
swallow. Lying on the back seat bag. Already knowing that there may be, I
gently picked it up. In addition to the laptop, of course, very pumped, there
lay the documents of the house a total area of ??five squares, located
somewhere and there somewhere. All three wishes fulfilled. Ginn is brilliant!
Well, the house can be sold. With the money to arrange Sashunkoy business. But
the "Ferrari" leave. And the laptop is worth keeping as a memory of
that and I was lucky, the memory of the miracle.
-
Yee-ha-hey! - I pulled from place to speed on what had never dreamed of, a
regular signal to parted: see the master of life goes. Now I, too, Major, too,
can not care at all from a height. - Yeah-ah-ah!
I flew
on his eighth floor without lift. Here is my zasone wedding gift will be! It is
necessary, "Ferrari", true! And the cottage! Now we'll live in the
present!
The
apartment I was greeted by the sepulchral silence. Anyone. Neither Sasha nor
even notes. Little sad, I got out of the printer list and wrote, I'll be back
soon, I have a surprise.
I myself
went to a new country house. Gorgeous cottage I would estimate at thirty
million as a minimum. A huge two-story mansion in the style of landlords sunset
empire.
On the
way back I called my mom and loved. But nobody took the tube. Former excitement
began to come back to me with new force.
The
three days of searching to no avail. Sasha on vacation all the time spent in
preparing for the wedding couple with her mother, who three years ago retired. So
ask at work useless. Do friends and acquaintances they do not appear.
I went
to the only other white-haired.
I was
greeted by tearful girls. Wife and stepdaughter - Polina.
- Yul -
I turned to his friend's wife - what happened?
- Andrei
lost my - voice lifeless red eyes red.
-
Disappeared? - Abdominal formed a tight ball, like ice swallowed snakes.
- The
fifth day it is not. Went to work, went out to smoke and all ...
-
Statement ...
- Filed
sought after.
She
looked at the keys in my hand.
- Do you
have a car? A ride to the department? I know how to search for moving.
- Yes,
let's go. I also need to go - on her questioning glance I hardly went
- Sasha
with her mother disappeared. Come, but did not. None of you know already about
a week did not appear.
Street
met us hopeless greyness of the sky, spit-covered asphalt and drizzle. From
this scenery strangle fit.
- Your
"Ferrari"?
- Yes, I
won the lottery, - I replied sadly. - I wanted to make a surprise Sasha.
- She
would have liked. Machine - it poured.
I
shopped. But really. Body under the color of her favorite dresses, heavenly
lights color as her eyes. And bending grille lurks expression of anguish and
resentment that have favorite appears in rare moments quarrels.
- Yul,
You go on the bus. And I have to go elsewhere. I went.
- Wait,
where are you? A car?
- It is
impossible, I can not explain.
I
walked, and tears rolled down his face. Thirty crying man must be pathetic. I
think I understand where all the people dear to me. And I began to understand
the thermodynamics of the devilish genie.
Arriving
home, I first picked up a box. Carefully remove the laptop and almost dropped. He
was in the patterns. I well remember this ornament. I myself gave my mother
this robe.
- Mommy,
sweetheart, I'm sorry. I'll fix it, I promise ...
Look at
the house, a former friend of mine, there was no point. Strong, Mighty ... With
roof color gray. Sedin he came after last year's trip to the Urals. I wonder
how a person made of восьмидесятикилограммового house? Oh yeah. Is not only the weight but
also the energy of life. So said this teacher?
Maybe
find out what it means b'ziz? My computer disassembled, and stick to the mother
network cable ... I can not. Live, riding on his girlfriend, also failed. And
throw them I can not.
I howled
in despair, his head.
- Djinn,
bastard, answer! What to do, how to live, artist rotten?! And what is that
above your diabolical laws?!
Although
I already knew the answer. But the blood is able to wash the blood off. And
only demons take life for life. I gave a damn spirit body and the lives of
their loved ones, but not their souls. But I'll pay for the mistake soul. I
generously bearded pagan satiated with their blood.
Dear
reader of my confession, I do not know who you are: a neighbor who peep an
unbearable stench, or the police officer who will photograph my body, but
believe me, it's scary: learn computer mom in the car - female. And to see a
best friend with windows instead of eyes. This last paragraph I was finishing,
draining blood from the left hand through a funnel into a bottle of gin. And I
just heard from him that means b'ziz. Loved one.
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- A,
you lived with crazy?
- No,
honey. That you live with "Ferrari". Remember how I stank of gasoline
when we first met? Ginn took his sacrifice and let us go.
