In the evening, I went to my girlfriend, a former classmate to share the latest news. But I had only one sentence to say, and Olga started laughing. -Gal got married? But you are kidding! Olya grabbed her stomach and began to rust uncontrollably. She even had a good eye. I tried to explain everything to her, but she continued to laugh. -Who but tasteless and desperate? -This, she married Paul, son of Larisa Petrovna …

Here the face of Oli was stretched in full shock. -Gal and Paul? So it cannot be like that! -Lo … Olga did not believe me. But then we met them together. Olya green from envy. Galya was impossible to know, from a clogged gray mouse, she turned into a solid lady. And she took Paul from her husband, the most cherished groom of our town.

He was two years older than us, the son of a director, so everyone knew him. His father was a rich businessman. We studied in the same class with Gale. Everyone was bullied. Her grandfather was raised by one. She constantly went in clothes from another’s shoulder. Looking at her now, I think inadvertently; “Can we in vain with her? They could now have a very useful girlfriend. But who knew everything would be like that? ”