And then she again infinite quantity of times has said his name, again thousand times, breaking off the heart on a part, tried
to imagine his face, eyes, lips... Has recollected its embraces and has there and then encountered other embraces -
strangers. Completely not such, as it...
She has recollected the first day of their meeting. When it has come to school where he studied, she has understood that it
to it not pair. It was the usual person, nothing remarkable, he wished to become the doctor, wished to help these ljudishkam
with their insignificant abilities which have been not developed by minds... But it was beautiful. It was clever for the
development, it was resourceful, sharp. It was young, full of strength also energy. And still it was very attentive. He has
noticed It at once, Adrianu. Without deliberating, has given it the heart, the reason, everything that was at it... That day it has
approached to it. The unfamiliar guy who did not know it of which was not known by her, but felt, knew the gut feeling that it
happens.
Adriana? - He has asked, taking her hands in the.
Yes, - she has answered.
And he has kissed her. Gently... So it was sweet to it during that instant so the world around was fine...
It remembers, how it it is then courageous, without being ashamed, has come forward, having blocked it itself, and has told:
I have made it. And I would make it once again. I am responsible for that I do.
And he has answered. Not because should, but because loved. The director more spoke nothing to them, friends any more
were not whispered behind the back. It was responsible for both of them, it was responsible for its future, for their future.
Perhaps therefore he has insisted on that also it became the doctor that also it treated these people, only and anybody it is
more than people.
The exit is, Adriana.
She has nodded and has wiped tears. It was grateful to this person that, being capable to get into its memory when it is
defenceless, it has not made it. Perhaps, she could name its noble... And its green eyes, bright which could be only at one of
Many, were shone by understanding and care. But not this care she searched, not on this understanding expression has
yearned.