Margarita with impression was waiting for Alex to make her an offer, most likely, just at Christmas. She even mentally tried a small ring. You can imagine how she jumped from happiness at this moment. Alexei’s call came only one day before the holiday. – Greetings. Can we meet? – And are you not in Kiev? – Will we meet or not? – Of course! Alexei was waiting for Margo near the entrance. – Margarita … I get married … – That is, we get married? – No about see. Only I get married. on your employee. You see… As Margarita came to her senses, Alex had already gone to the bus stop. Happiness seemed to be fought on small kicking pieces, like a large Christmas toy, jumped out of Margarita. – Margarita? – mom screamed from the kitchen. -Clich-Klych… Alexei came? The answer was enough. And there were no words … – My girl, what was tranted? The mother, as a child once, wiped her daughters with a good time. Mom’s hands smelled of freshly baked bread and kindness.

And for some reason I wanted to nail even harder. – Margaritka, flower, do not kill. There is just nothing in Christmas days. Margarita with Alexei met for six years. Thought to get married after graduation at the university. But Alexei, with the assistance of the Baptist, turned good work in the capital. So they decided to wait a little more. Alexei has been very busy for the last three months. He said a construction company won a profitable tender, so work was added. Even the New Year did not come. Margarita wanted to go to the capital herself. But Alexei Pomum Ved. Now she realized why … to escape from the sums of their thoughts. Maybe go to your favorite one hundred years of city? It’s only 2 hours with a tail. I decided: will leave the second day of Christmas, in the morning train. There were many passengers, despite the holiday. The train was late. The elderly storms were unmistakable. Two non -fascinating boys dug a tangerine from each other. The victory went to the eldest.

The younger healed. Mom also gave him a delicious orange lump. In the end, they announced the arrival of the train. He surrendered whether he was lin or sliced. Grazhko exhaled, stopped. He was not before the holidays … Margarita mentioned how she traveled with the same train with Alexei. They went to the Old Town at the festival, interesting entertainment, on the world’s most delicious coffee. They hid with their kisses under an umbrella (there are a lot of rains in the city), and they looked behind them with serious stone lions and small lions, they smiled with the windowsill dear cats and dreamy cats … In their nose, they clasped. Not to unluckle, ”Margarita persuaded herself. – Ladies, why are you so sad at? Did you have something happened? The neighbor in the coupe was looking at Margarita in a question. – Everything is fine. Thanks. – Your eyes say something else. The young man opened a case, got a violin and… sweet-led, trembling sounds were rushed in the car. – Christmas symphony. “For you,” he said.

He played one tune, the other. People came from the neighboring compartments. The conductor also stopped. “Carol, carol,” asked the older man with Cossack mustache. Passengers carolled under the violin of a strange musician. “You look,” the conductor threw with a smile, “I have not seen that in my wagon yet. Such passengers are always! Margarita carols with everyone. The neighbor-scepal from time to time cast her gaze on her and smiled. Two hours passed like a moment. – Dear passengers, we will come to the final station soon! Said the conductor. “Thank you big,” Skripal addressed. – Thank you all! A straight fairy tale. Passengers applauded the violinists together. And he, as he is doing, bowed. He hid the tool. – Thank you. It was an incredible Christmas journey, ”Margarita said to the neighbor-script. – What music team do you play? – I do not engage in professional music. I thought about it once. And the parents wanted.

Only my brother … He was a real virtuoso. On the path, he cannot play anymore. After the horror of Ava ria. Has a birthday today. For the fourth year I have been going with my violin. He loves when I play. And you also go to visit? – No. That is yes. On a visit to my favorite city. – And you know, I have an offer. Let’s meet at lunch. On the square, for example. I like this city too. They studied here with your brother. He married a local girl. – I agree. City streets smelled of Christmas, coffee and pastries. They called the voices of adults and young people. – Christmas! Christ was born! Said strangers. There was so much holiday that he barely fit into Margarita’s soul.

The neighbor from the train, as they agreed, was waiting near one of the fountains. – We even forgot to get acquainted. Igor! – Margarita. In less than 3 hours, they seemed to tell each other all. It turned out that the office of the Blaod Background Du, which works Margarita, is located on the street where Igor lives. And the company in which he works a business consultant several times gave the donoma von Du. But most importantly, they both love the old town that gave them a meeting. … Margarita with Igor grows up the son of Bogdan. He was named after Gosnoda for the Christmas journey and for their love. Small has been five years. Igor gives his son the first violin lessons. Every year, on the second day of Christmas, the husband wakes a beloved wife in the morning with a tune, which he first played on a train. And they are traditionally going to the old town of the brother on their birthday. And the violin always travels with them …