
Valentina was not aware of her son -in -law, but one of his phrase once and for all changed the relationship between them.
Valentina and I have been ancient girlfriends since the university. And then some life in different cities scattered us, I went with my husband, and I do not know what happened to Val. It is good that the Internet appeared now, and I found my girlfriend so. They began to correspond, and Valya told me the story of her son -in -law. In Vali, Alona’s daughter, only here’s the Valkin’s husband immediately after ոօ Logs fled. Valya grew her daughter herself, she gave it all the best, wanted Alona to live better than Valya. She graduated from her daughter University, started working in the doctor. And here she found herself a guy Ivan. It looks not very cute, but very simple and kind guy. He did not like Vali immediately. Well, how it is, a person without a higher education means just a way.
And her daughter is intelligent, educated, Valya immediately said that Ivan was not a couple. But she did not look particularly, hoped that her daughter herself would come. But only a month later they filed the young applications for the RAGS. Valya was in the way, as her daughter of life with some Ivan was to tie. But even after a modest wedding, Valya did not lose hope that family life would soon get bored and they would run. The weddings were spent very modestly, sat at home from John. Only Valentine did not come to the wedding, it pretended to be XVopoy. She was not interested in Ivan’s parents. Alona and Ivan began to visit the shafts more often. The daughter always ate little, only tea with cookies. But her husband’s appetite was good. Valya was not particularly gripped.
The son -in -law was fed with what happened, yesterday’s soup, then the cutlets are fried, then the bread is dry, the casserole that no one eats. Ivan ate everything to the last crumb, and necessarily thanked. -Subcib is big, it was very, very tasty. Everything in Vali was some kind of rejection from John. One evening, Alona watched TV, and Ivan was eating a portion. -You, it was the best casserole, I never ate it. -No what you exaggerate, in every kindergarten they are served. -Ogically, only in our childhood there was no such thing. We rarely had something edible. Here in Vali’s eyes in a wet place, she pale from the cop. She could no longer restrain the claw and, as she caught, was very working in front of this guy. And for what she disliked him, it was unclear at all. But after this conversation, she prepared the best of Ivan.