C28 Letter

Zhenya

Here is the end of a hot summer that could not warm me.

"Zhenya, where are you going?" aunt Rose was swearing at me again. All three months we spent with her in Nizhnevartovsk, and she was absolutely against my trip to Moscow. But she doesn't know why i decided to go back there. In fact, the reason was an important call from a lawyer. On the train