The son was escorted in silence – he is older, older sisters for as much as 1.5 years. Two days later, she learned that a nurse was needed in one of the branches in one of the branches. She was taken. It was possible to buy an old house on the outskirts. On credit. All this time she was like a bulldozer: it is impossible to turn, only forward, without thinking about difficulties. She came to her senses when the truck went, leaving behind a settlement dust, and in a room with low ceilings – a tower of things. When she lifted a bucket of pure delicious water from the well. When she ignited the tub and the house was filled with warmth. In this little old house, they should be happy! There was a lot of happiness: the sun in a small window, morning bathing in the river, a warm porch, which is nice to stand barefoot, the first stairs of dill and carrots on the bed, coffee for breakfast. And nothing that coffee was the cheapest, soluble, and for dinner there were songs of pasta.

But in the soul it was calm. She protected their little world from her father who tried to return the family, remembering the crying daughter. Never! After monthly payments to the bank, there was little money left, but after a few months it “entered the track”, began to plan the remains of wages for both food and for things. She learned to hope for herself, not to thread, just to go forward. And the children attracted a homeless dog. The teenage puppy, he barely stood on his paws, rocked from weakness and looked at her with purulent eyes. He made two sips of warm milk and fell. After 10 minutes, he gained strength and a few more sips. Survived. Then a kitten appeared. With charred stumps from mustache. Survived too. Everyone survived. Almost immediately as soon as they realize that they are firmly on their feet, that in the fall they will have their own vegetables, planted an apple tree. I always believed that if there was a house and a shred of the earth, there should be an apple tree.

– What do you? Asked the woman who sold the seedlings. “I don’t know,” she answered, smiling. – Take this. She brought home a twig and did not even imagine that in a few years everyone would be surprised by honey transparent apples, from which a delicious charlotte and amazing fragrant jam came out. One of the corners of the site was fascinated: it, despite the sun and openness, was covered with green moss. The raspberry branches here became unnatural and dried up, as if they were planted in Sahara sands, not in fertilized and poured land. The seedling stood there in a state of deep sleep, then growing a huge process on a thin trunk and dried. She cried over him, as if he were a loved one, and then planted. The plum branch, having come to the senses after a loud and crowded area, where it was exhibited for a general inspection,

She drank a lot of delicious well water, looked around, saw around the green mossy rug and exclaimed: what was needed! In the third year of life, she pleased the top ten of the first fruits, and frosty in the winter was frozen. But not dried. The following summer, she grew a thick branches on the last living remnant, and for the second year it sagged with plums that everyone was surprised, without forgetting to stuff their pockets with huge dense and sweet fruits. And she was given cherry seedlings: if you do not take it – we will throw it away. Planted. In three years, the cherry turned into a tree, but has a little fruit. She came to him in the early spring with an ax, stood … – Okay, live. In August, the tree was hung with large, matte-shimmering fruits, from beetroot with sides of berries, which again was amazed and wondered, not forgetting to spit the bones.

There were no men in her life. All the men’s work in the house was taken over by his son. And never, no matter how hard it is, did not regret the past life. The world, happiness and peace in a small old house are better than life with a drink in an apartment with amenities. She knows it like no other. Today it is brewing in the morning expensive coffee. The best. This is what children buy. And with a cup in his hands he likes to stand near the big window. There are no longer those small windows as there is no older house with low ceilings. Because the house is different now: new, with large windows. The other dog is now on a warm porch, and in the chair – on the other hand, the cat … And it will cook the jam and bake the charlotte. And in the house will smell sweet vanilla, cinnamon and happiness …