What to read: a novel "Indirectly" an alternate reality, where poems were considered drug

Tired and dejected, Lena sat a train, then moved into the autopilot tram station square. The woman - the driver of the tram - stop cheerful voice announced. Summer life inside and outside the tram it seemed to Lena like a carnival of Leontyev songs: the girls were curled and dyed, some men like drunk on girls were multicolored tights on his head every third boy was blue or camouflage baseball cap with the inscription «USA». All Lenin Avenue - the huge "home life" before turning to Ostrowski - was made to the various lumps videotapes, food, knitwear, toys. It was unbearably bright, noisy, dusty and very hot.

Only later, when I went by the house and at the same time to go home I did not want Lena calmed down a bit, but not so as not to be a bit stunned and did not notice Oleg, who is sitting on a bench near her entrance. When he caught her by the belt bags, Lena remembered that it really someone called out, and she decided that she did not turn to her. Pulling out her hand, she did not hear what he said, did not recognize him because he let something such as beard and mustache, consisting of bristles, which, whether longer, would have been inaccurate unshaven. Fashion on a fir face partially picked up many men, podglyadev how well she looks at Bruce Willis, without his example it was difficult to I guess the appeal of such a shaving, because to some of the "Die Hard" with a similar roughness face sported only local alcoholics. And Oleg hairstyle was different - he used to cut his hair very short, almost shaved, and now, all of a sudden for Elena gently overgrown hair, causing his face was a complete stranger.

"I do not want to go somewhere? Celebrate "- when this question came to Helena, she could not answer immediately, but looked at Oleg, trying to figure out if he was glued to her case. He did not seem to jell, but walk together is like a date, he chose it for this walk, the kind of attention she was flattered.

The phrase of "Aliens" (this film she looked in the video store three times, because she thought she was like a girl from there): "You look like myself feel "- very funny, according to Lena, but did not stick to the local clay soil does not become common, - it could not be better described appearance Oleg.

In its pure tee shirt, propped up inside the muscles, little jeans, white sneakers, cologne before oblivshiysya Oleg walk, however, is a pretty pitiful sight: some bad tired smile on his face.

They obviously moved nostalgic desire illusory, short trip into the past, where everything in his life was much simpler. Had a sister at home, he is likely to be dragged anywhere it because Irina, in spite of its seriousness, is not lost until spontaneity and gaiety; in the absence of the sister's old enough and Lena. It was not very nice of him, but Lena, even guessing about his role ersatz, felt inside her something nice to stir, she had to restrain himself, to suppress a smile, and did not immediately agree, and to pretend that it He thinks. From the outside, it must have looked very funny.

"Well, I will disguise myself, probably, - said Elena. - All day long in the heat dragged. You you wait? "In response, Oleg only spread his hands, they say, where shall I go.

Lena, of course, not only dressed, not just a change of clothes from white to blue shorter, she washed her face and combed her hair, and anointed my mother's spirits, and strayed from her grandmother, who had already baked cake, Diluting the smells of cocoa and vanilla flavors apartment conventional paper dust, ointments Vishnevsky and valerian.

As a result, Lena returned to the street only after half an hour. Oleg during that time had already found something to do: put the chain on the sprocket bicycle that belonged to some petty kid; two other cyclists, leaving their cars on the road, stood immediately. "You were struck on the diarrhea, or what?" - over his shoulder asked Oleg own way, even more playful tone, he hinted more than himself, that the upcoming trip at all no not a date. "Moron" - the standard answer Elena, as she had done for many years, having adopted this word from Irene - she often bestowed upon them his brother, if he climbed some comment in their play or talk.

Looking at the bowed to the fallen bike dusty children's head and powerful neck Oleg, Lena could not help rejoicing that windows of the apartment overlook a driveway porch is not that my grandmother will not have dreary questions about this walk. The yard is also almost empty, as many local children were imprisoned in the camp, and the adults have not yet returned to work. But the matter went to the evening, the mother could already start to go home, and intersect with it, and even in such company, did not want to. Oleg, obviously, it does not bother; when cyclists, Shining the same povtoronnym on several spokes wheels glare of the sun, finally retired from his eyes, Oleg He remained seated, staring thoughtfully hands smeared with oil, warily keeping them away from the T-shirts jeans. "That's because the cattle," - somehow pleased Elena thought, and reached into her purse for the napkins, but Oleg has risen and coquettishly he shuffled in Helen hip, showing that he has in his pocket a handkerchief, which she was supposed to get. She glared at him, to her surprise, their eyes were almost the same height - so Elena has grown over while the Oleg did not show up and hang around in other places, before she looked at him only from below up. He seems to be too surprised, but said nothing. Lena paused, pushed him away and handed him a towel first, then handed the whole pack.

When you have finished clean the feathers, Oleg, again silently, Framed Elena elbow, for which she had to cling to, like any guy hanging out with a girl, but Lena, again paused, and pushed his elbow. They both remembered how late in the evening Lena was going to the guests, as Oleg said peevishly, "give me your hand," and dragged her to the house, circling past the mud and puddles, if it took place in the spring and autumn, and especially in winter they walked past, rolled on footpaths places where Lena portrayed skating, and Oleg pulled her up, not letting collapse if it slips, and say, "Well durkovat ".

Walking side by side, like colleagues, they went first to the Gorky Park, but it was boring, then the courts are We came to the coastal part of the street Aganicheva, and from thence, Frunze, past the dairy store crawled to the cafe on the hill. First, in the park, the conversation is not really flagged; they politely inquired about each other's affairs, polite pootvechali then untwisted conversation, Lena began to tell, laughing at himself, about examsBecause only about them, and yet could talk, so fresh and strong was the impression of his experiences fear. Oleg also began to share their experiences bylymi exam: like many others, but not for Lena, his admission was the outcome of a set of happy accidents. Tickets on physics he had learned only half, and that somehow. Was extremely small probability that during the preparation of Oleg interested in the details of experiments with measuring the speed of light and is just about the measurement of the speed of light have any additional questions examiner. But exactly what happened. And the other things he gave just hoping, as it turned out not in vain, on luck.

Café Oleg Lena tried to drink, but she refused, then he himself began to fill milkshakes, looking at Tagilki shine through coastal greens. Lena, in turn, looked at the distant footbridge behind Oleg: on the bridge moved to and here the ordinary citizens dressed and naked bathers (summer that year was delayed almost to of September).

After the cafe Oleg and Lena suffered at the Fox hill, then they stood on Plotinka, first on one side, where it was possible to observe for the shuttles on the vast surface of the pond, then the other, where the water stood near poludohly black cast iron units of the plant museum.

And the conversation, like, flagged all the way and during stops it here and there, and there was even a hilarious, Lena managed gently unwind, and yet it was evident that Oleg wants to talk about something else, but for some reason can not or will not wants. It certainly was tempted to tell about any of this, adults reasons why he called her, Oleg wait for the moment when can comfortably dumped Lena all their troubles or doubts, who visited him since the moment they met in last time. Lena also itched to tell him how she sees her future (she had hoped to be able to become a teacher, that is what studying at the institute will be able to perform any mathematical discovery), and at the same time, she knew what to say about it - it's exactly the same thing to admit, though still He believes in Santa Claus.

Sometimes they froze against each other for a kiss, but in fact, appreciating each other, wondering: whether you can already start to talk about why they moved, and this leisurely round on a hot August streets.

Quite a children's walk must have seemed even more absurd Oleg than Helen, though, if only because he started it all; he was older; that despair, which rolled forward on it, could not be removed in this way; it is more absurd than if Oleg Lena pulled this stupid excursion in order to sleep with her.

Never vouchsafed to slip through Revelation, they wandered up to the darkness, and again stopped in Gorky Park. Physical fatigue and mosquitoes, from which it was necessary to dismiss a sprig broken off already overpowering in Lena gloomy thoughts, she was glad that soon say goodbye to Oleg and will slowly at first dinner, and then lay down in front of a small television in his room and will watch "Top Ten" Vasya Kurolesov; Lena did not like the music, she liked that each clip is made as small as a film.

"Che is not got a holiday, I'm sorry for you," - said Oleg it to Lena it at least little began to refute, or really wanted to come up along the way something magical and never invented. "No, fun - just in case consoled Elena. - No, really, "- trying to add the voice of credibility she said, when she noticed that Oleg peering into her face. If Oleg sought to heighten nobody lyrical moment, the time and place he chose the worse. Poplar surrounding darkness was filled with the sounds that are poorly promoted condensation Amurchik around couples: two near vociferous ladies shared between a young man; More close to the guitar singing a song from the children's folklore, where the heroes tale "Pinocchio" is bound outlandish doll orgy; behind Oleg and Lena one, separated from them is not too great distance, and several rows of acacia surprisingly long played something like a number of artistic vomiting: so expressive, so long and so generously of his gut-wrenching. In moments of relative quiet shuffling of walking along the park paths people it was like the sound of slippers in the night the hospital corridor.

"Maybe a liters try, again everything so happened? "- said Oleg special soft voice how Lena and no one ever spoke. She drew back slightly, not so much from an unexpected proposal, but on such an unusual for her intonation. Oleg waved his hand, his voice was a nuisance to himself: "Well, it's not Vinišće, not joint, not even whitefish, will not smell, even Ira already tried - and nothing else. Palonka and danger. " Lena remembered that Irina told me how tried poemsThat someone brought one of the many pyanok young artists. "Well, nothing so strange about all becomes" - Ira told without much enthusiasm.

NTV was full of such stories about naive young people good friends were put on igloo or even what kind of stuff, and ended with the theft of all the things out of the house or in prostitution for the next dose. About rhymes bad almost did not say, grass or counterfeit cigarettes worried creators crime scenes on television is much greater, and if poems and mentioned it in the way that is right path to heavier drugs or tested by many generations of method to roll their lives on bottom. At the same time, Irina something has slipped to the bottom, and left to Ekaterinburg. Lena, too, could leave, she lived in Yekaterinburg uncle and cousin, they would have helped if there were difficulties with money, with housing. Lena could do and zaochku - the army, then it is not threatened.

As long as Elena worried spill bile through the body in annoyance at herself, Oleg said that the poems he gave the coach before important competitions, and not to say that there was a strong habit. "I armeyke lit, and the harder it was to withdraw, - said Oleg. - You're so crazy soydosh or made from a four-day, as the freshmen with the philosophical ".

"You parents are normal, - answered Elena. - And my dad was an alcoholic. I'll go in his footsteps, God forbid. " "Oh, all this foolishness," - Oleg eagerly rushed to dissuade. - You're strong as the more a girl, ten years from now, if you wanted to - you just will not be on time, poems, on the other extraneous garbage. " She was ready to accept, and he gave back: "Although, nafig, really. Nevermind". "No, even more interesting," - just to ease Oleg, Lena, they say, he crawled under the skin, in every way pretending enthusiasm. "No-no-no-no-no. Passed, - Oleg snapped. - Enough of nonsense today. Already gone home. You were already lost, I guess. " "Then through Bykov - Lena offered. - So long as a little bit. "

In the new novel "Indirectly," presented an alternative reality, where verses - it's not just text, but the real drug. Girl Lena writes his first poem at the age of seventeen to obtain the approval of his older brother's best friend. And then could not quit.

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