“The driver, how will Morshyn tell me, oh? I will sit here. ” Driver: “Good, grandmother, well, I will say. Sit down and don’t worry! “” If you don’t forget. ” Driver: “And I will not forget, grandmother, sit down, everything will be fine! »There were few people on the bus, the driver was no longer waiting for anyone, they quickly moved, quickly came to Stryi! And here the grandmother, uncertainly: “Shofer, is it already Morshyn?” Mute scene. The driver and all the passengers who have heard the previous conversation, they mentioned that no one said Morshyn at a stop in Morshyn during a stop in Morshyn. The dumb scene tightened, and here the driver, lifting his eyes up, scratching his head, looking at the clock and saying something quietly, closing the door, unfolding the bus and heading back to Morshyn.

The road is not so far, kilometers 10, however, if in some other situation it would cause angry resistance of passengers, now no one deny: everyone felt some guilt before the grandmother. Arriving in Morshyn and opening the door, the driver, as it is even so festive, said: “Everything grandmother, it is Morshyn, go out!” Grandmother: – “No, the driver, I do not need to Morshyn. I’m going to Lviv! »The driver lost his tongue, the passengers have rounded eyes, a mute scene in a square. And my grandmother continues: “Thank you that they reminded me,” – and began to plow in my packages – “My daughter in Kalush ordered me to drink a pill in an hour and a half. Give you health, driver, that you have not forgotten and reminded the old one. ” Someone laughed first, someone else, the driver laughed the latter, but everyone laughed up to Lviv. Only one grandmother did not understand why everyone is so strange …