Love. Big Bang

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Some time ago I decided to build a house. For rest, for life, for offspring. I do not have any children, but they should appear sometime? I looked after the place for a long time, even in my childhood. Here we went for a drive on bicycles. If you go on the highway from St. Petersburg, the station Vaskelovo remains on the right. Then you cross the small bridge over Lake Lembolovskoe (the most beautiful places!) And climb the hill. From here you can enjoy picturesque views of the surroundings. Rare large pines, dry sandy place, what could be better? Without bargaining, I bought a half hectare of land. He made his way, spent electricity, stretched out the gas. I set up a cabins for workers, built a guest house, and set about building my house. Excavation, foundation, brick walls. The work was in full swing.

The guest house is small, one-storey, made of timber. Two rooms, a living room and a bedroom, a kitchen, a bathroom. All the amenities, as in the city. I put the house on the very edge of the plot, by the forest. Here I came from the city to monitor the construction of the House, resting on the weekend. My wife, Valentine, has never appeared here. But I also started all this construction, to run away sometimes from the city, from worries, troubles, and from my wife. Living with her recently was just unbearable.

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– I say, my head hurts.

“You do not love me anymore?”

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