To my friend
Дмитрий Галдин

© Дмитрий Галдин, 2025

ISBN 978-5-0065-5161-9

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To My Friend

It was a warm autumn day. Leaves whirled in the wind, jazz played. I sat by the window and read a book. It was a romance.

Suddenly the phone rang. It was Natasha who called. Today we are going for a walk in the park. And she asked what to wear. I recommend a brown sweater as the weather may change in the evening. After talking with her, I went to put coffee…

In the evening we met. I really missed her and hugged her tightly.

– Oh, my Seryozhechka, I missed you, she said, with an exclamation.

We have not seen each other for two days, but as if for an eternity.

We walked along the alley, huddled together. It was getting colder.

And suddenly I noticed a dog, he ran to meet us. Disheveled, dirty, but very beautiful. He ran up to us and wagged his tail. Lost, I immediately realized. I stroked him and called with us. He willingly ran after us. Since then, he stayed with us and to this day he carries my sneakers in the morning. We are now three of us. I recently proposed to Natasha. And we rent an apartment. It’s wonderful here and Jack doesn’t let you get bored.

And recently we had a case with him.

He is a nimble fellow and loves to be naughty.

We came home from work and he scattered our clothes all over the room. We were certainly not upset, but together with him we put it together. Then he barked for a long time and went to the door. We opened the door, and there our neighbor lies. We rushed to rescue and called the ambulance. Stroke. This is how our dog saved our neighbor. Since then, after the hospital, the neighbor began to visit us and feed the dog with sweets. The neighbor made friends with the dog.

Everything was fine. But our relationship with Natasha suddenly changed. We began to swear often. And recently I found her with a neighbor. I was upset, but the dog supported me. And yesterday she said she was leaving. It was a disaster, but my dog licked me and barked. I feel better.

Now we live with the dog. He’s a great friend. Understands me in everything. Life is getting better, new work, new plans. Friends don’t forget. And Jack has a girlfriend. We are waiting for the offspring…

Why did I tell all this? I am sure that friendship is stronger than love. My friend is proof of that. Make friends! And there will be happiness!

A Family Story

That was in June. On a warm summer day. I was busy with gardening. Roses, daisies, chrysanthemums and many other flowers around me, I was tearing the grass and cut roses. Suddenly, my neighbor called me. He asked for help to repair the fence. I was distracted and go slowly to his house. We have long been busy with the fence, but in the end did not finish the job. Saying good-bye to me, he said to his niece arrived a week later and he would like me to come to him for tea. I accepted the invitation and how it immediately forgot about it. A week later, a knock on the door. It was Petrovitch. Natasha came to me, waiting for tea, perhaps forgotten. I changed clothes and went to him.

Natasha was sitting at the table. Her dark hair touching shoulders. Eyes like pearls. Smile struck me. We met. They began to drink tea. We are talking about nothing. From her I learned that she was studying at the biochemical department of the university. And she really like dogs. We talked about the breeds of dogs, and she said she wanted to have a dog. We separated at midnight.

I returned home happy in the evening and I really liked Natasha. We agreed to meet on the river. I dreamed of meeting. And I waited.

But on Monday I was told that Natasha was ill. I asked what is the hospital. I was told number 4.I decided to visit Natasha. Taking juice of apples and I went to the hospital.

I was met by a pale thin girl. I was upset. Putting the goodies on the bedside table, I asked what had happened.

She said the blood is bad. I’m still very upset, but he tried to support her. We talked, and I left. The whole night I thought about it. And I decided to talk to your doctor. The next day I was back at the hospital.

Brunette doctor with a thin neck and brown eyes came out of the staffroom. I quickly went to the meeting…

From a conversation with him, I learned that she had a blast crisis and suspected oncology. It was a blow…

I went up to Natasha, she just woke up and drank tea.

We have not talked much and she asked to bring books.

I left.

The next day I was told that she was ill.

I raced headlong to the hospital. She slept, I sat down and stared at her. She’s an amazing girl…

Two weeks later, things were getting better, and she was discharged, prescribing treatment. We met every day, and yes, we were in love with each other. Our meetings were for the benefit of it.

A month later, we applied to the registrar. And two was evening and we got married.

A week later, Natasha again had to go to the hospital for a transfusion. Hemoglobin was reduced. But she felt satisfactorily.