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Larisa Ivanovna Garova pushed the doorbell button on the gate in a high thick fence. A short-haired boxer called Vandamme began to bark, then Valeria’s mother shouted:

– Shum! Sit! Shum I said! Shut up! Blasted Vandamme!

Step by step the barking ceased. It was obvious, the hostess managed to drive her big dog into its huge kennel. Now Larisa Ivanovna could hear her approaching steps.

Having opened the gate Larisa Ivanovna’s new relative couldn’t help yawning, disappointed.

– Ah, it’s you! Anything happened?

– No, just to visit Valeria, – her tone sounded sorry.

Without any further words, the hostess of a two-storey mansion nodded and let her in. Valeria’s mother shut the gate, lloking all the time over Larisa Ivanovna or through her as if she was made of glass.

Valeria came onto the balcony:

– Mum, who’s there?

– To you. Can’t lift your ass and see yourself! I have to open the door all the time, with my high pressure! – The tall big woman with white dyed hair told off her daughter entering the house. – Don’t forget to feed your Schwarznegger or Vandamme, what’s his bloody name! He’s ready to tear me to pieces! Hardly shut up!

A big Persian cat appeared in the parlour. Valeria’s mother took it on her hands:

– A good cat! – she said lackadaisically and went to the drawing-room.

Larisa Ivanovna followed her. Then she stopped at the spiral stairs and thought whether to ascend or Valeria would descend to her. As if reading her thoughts like a book Valeria leaned over the rail:

– Go up, Larisa Ivanovna!

Breathing heavily Larisa Ivanovna fell down on an armchair. Valeria’s thin lips stretched in a smile. Then she sat beside her:

– Any problems?

– Good god, no! It’s alright! Sasha’s friend brought me a letter from him and some money.

– What money?

– He’s got his first wages. Wrote to me to hand it to you. You can put it on the savings bank account if you please. Or buy something.

Larisa Ivanovna was about to tell Valeria about Sasha’s letter, but was struck by her daughter-in-law’s categoric tone:

– I don’t need any money! I don’t need anything!

Larisa Ivanovna was perplexed. She didn’t realize what was wrong. Some supernatural forces made her raise from the armchair. Stunned, she could hardly murmur:

– Well, I’d better go. Bye.

Well, she won’t tell her anything at all! Not in a mood!

It didn’t occur to Valeria why Larisa Ivanovna had got upset:

– Where are you going? Larisa Ivanovna?

«Valeria doesn’t call me Mother».

– Your cat’s made a piss on the carpet! – heading for the stairs, Larisa Ivanovna uttered quietly. She didn’t Valeria anymore. She ignored her questions.

– Ah, no matter! Let’s have tea! But where are you?

– No thanks. Never mind.

Larisa Ivanovna nearly rushed from the gate. Never! Never she will cross the threshold of this wicked house again! Never.