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Terrorist’s lover
Olga
Weekdays and entertainment
Unexpected of the meeting
Instead of an epilogue
Life and death beyond of the «green line» (1)
Welcome on «the historical motherland»
The return to faith of the fathers
«Shtachim» (6)
The Palestinians
The youth have own laws
«The Shachid»
Well-being in Nahum’s family
The bloody night
Application:
Jewish happines in Israel
Everyday life
Life under missiles
Notes
The biography of Michael Rosenbaum
List of publications
Olga stood in front of a large mirror. In the mirror reflected her tanned face, golden hair, thin waist and steep hips. Boris called Olga’s figure The «sexual guitar.» Olga met Boris in the army. They served together in the border police or abbreviated as «mahav.» In the «magav» only accepted volunteers. Olga enrolled there when she saw how tall and handsome the guys were there. Boris was not tall and handsome. The son of a large official, Boris became a soldier of the «magav», wishing to decorate his ordinary biography. However, Boris did not differ in bravery. The soldiers of his platoon did not want to be with Boris in the patrol in dangerous areas. They did not trust him. Olga knew this well, because the whole service was working at the headquarters of the border battalion. After the demobilization from the army two months passed. But Olga has not yet decided what she will do next.
Olga often remembered her mother recently. Five years have passed since the day of their sad separation. In the first year of her life in Israel, Olga received letters from her mother. The letters came rarely, but a year later they completely stopped. Olga sent letters, telegrams, parcels, but there was no answer. Olga understood what that meant. Before her eyes there was the same picture. The native Saratov. Old park. On the grass, men and women with blue swollen faces share a bottle of vodka. From this picture, Olga’s heart contracted.
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The document may not have been in order. The photo moved to the side. But Olga did not touch the secret call button of the guard. She looked up and their eyes met. In his hot dark eyes there was neither fear nor request. There was only contempt in them. His eyes seemed to say: «Well… sell! I’m not afraid!» Olga did not know how long this duel of views lasted. She returned him, his «teudat-zeut».
Olga was, as under the influence of hypnosis. Zeev’s voice return she to life. Zeeva usually was behind the backs of girls and watched the work of her subordinates through black glasses, which she never took off. She noticed Olga’s embarrassment, but Olga answered her, as calmly as possible: «Ha-coll beseder!» (All right in Hebrew)
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