Book-6. Chain reaction, novella

Chapter 1

– Hey Annie! – Called Anna Sobinova.

– Hey! – Anya told her on a cell phone.

– You waited arrival Auntie Elsa?

Yes, it is here! And you know so cool! I get enough sleep in the morning. Head stopped hurting. After all I have in this school year, graduation is almost hanging on the nose! It is necessary to work on the thesis work. I told her at all so grateful.

– Look, that’s what I wanted to say, as long as our kids there, maybe we will move in Peredelkino. Now the end of August. Mushrooms there probably is not visible.

– Yes, all classes that from the first of September, and the last weekend is not bad to.

The most- viewed. And Aunt Elsa you in time for the article! – Egged her Anna.

– Dimka so attached to it! So become friends! I’m after maternity, well, do you remember last year, worn out with these exams. Well, since you also restored in your same group. Still, the wife of the hero of Russia!

– Come on. Only the sleepless nights were given to me these exams.

Well, so what?

– Oh, come on. Tomorrow is Saturday. Will move in Peredelkino. Spend the night there and at dawn for mushrooms. I’ll meet you tomorrow. Call in and once on the train!

– Okay!

Anya, ending the conversation took place in the kitchen, where the baby was eating gruel. Aunt Elsa devotedly nursed the infant from a small saucepan. Kid having fun with her little hands stretched in this pot, trying to grasp the edge of it. And when he succeeded, he struggled pulling it toward you. If there was a plate on the table, it is already used for a long time she would have been turned, and with the pan feeding turned into a pleasant experience. Aunt Elsa held her firmly by the handle with one hand, and the other fed from a spoon. And when the baby soiled gruel, set aside a pan and carefully wiped his cheek with a clean cloth. Aunt Elsa was in oilcloth apron. She sat at the kitchen table and wiped her cheeks just a kid doing this and found her Anya.

– Elsa Eduardovna, tomorrow I’ll go with Anna Sobinova for mushrooms in Peredelkino and will be on Sunday evening.

– Oh, my dear girl, how I wish I could go with you, but the kid is more important.

– I am so grateful to you for all you do for me.

– Well, that’s you. My grandchildren have long grown, but the experience is priceless thing. That’s why he did not want you there semolina porridge, for example, and I eat so much that I’m even afraid to overfeed, eh?

– Well, of course, you know what that secret? – Trying to make conversation more heat, said Anne. Of course, I do. And it is that I am in the morning, at daybreak, I ran to the market. There I met the landlady who has a goat, and buy fresh goat milk. From this it tastes the sweetest milk, grow real Russian heroes.

– I am so grateful to you, Auntie!

– You’re like my daughter was. After all, we can say you have lost loved ones. You’re my mother died, I left the children. And I, and we’re almost alone, but he is our salvation. – Elsa Eduardovna pointed eyes full of tender love on Dimka. Yes, Aunt Elsa, I’ve never even Lenya visit to a rehabilitation center. So just call back on his cell.

– What is he, how is he?

– He promised to leave, already at the end of April. Just in time for birthday Dima. Religious dad Garinov Alexei also promised to fly. Yes, I remember when we were baptized Dimochka with him in our little church at the rehabilitation center. This stately and handsome man. Oh, would I were younger. Yes, he’s lonely. When his son died, his wife could not survive the death of his son. She died after half a year.

– So he never married? – Twice asked curiously Elsa Eduardovna.

Yes, alone. – Sigh said Anne. Well, if I do not have urgent business, then I will be at a birthday Dima. That’s when we’re all together it will pick up the bride, be sure of that.

– Uh- blah- mm! – Babbled baby smearing handle full gruel your mouth and cheeks.

– Oh, you’re my little one! – Wailing, Elsa Eduardovna quickly wiped with a clean cloth pap…

Saturday morning dawned warm and sunny. Anya, stretching in bed with pleasure, giving laziness and inaction, not in a hurry to get up. The doorbell suddenly rang. Elsa Eduardovna, indoor slippers shuffling, hurried to open the door. Soon came the voice from the hallway Sobinova:

– Hello, Elsa Eduardovna! Anya is still asleep? – Her voice ringing with funny notes saying that Anya’s laziness in bed came to an end. And she quickly slipped his feet into slippers, rushed out to meet a friend, finding buttoning pink bathrobe.

– Hi, Sobinova! How the wind in such a early hour?

– How early?! It’s ten o’clock! – And realizing that she is not at home, and did not proofread his Petra went on: Well, excuse me, please! I’m bored and could not stand it for long! By the way, the taxi is waiting. So get dressed up and go!

– We, like all normal people agreed that we will go by train. Yes, but I have something long ago lost the habit of trains.

– You know, I’m probably the same. You wait for me over there for a coffee table, I will soon. In the shower run off and go. A taxi will not wash off?

– What do you mean? Where does he find so many bobla? For the whole day is noting as much as I promised him! – Mimicking the jargon Experienced in reshaping women answered Sobinova. Anna stared at her, thinking:

«What can cast a woman enforced solitude!»

Sobinova had at its disposal all. Money, a company car, a dacha in Peredelkino and even daily maid service. But such opportunities for long been lazy and become a grumpy fat woman with the ever- distracting nature. It does not figure in the plans of Anna, and she decided to radically change everything and start to lead the Spartan way of life. Especially after reading the historical novel «Three hundred Spartans.» One day he woke up «in the morning» a watch that way at 12, she called to her maid, and calculated it. Then began for the driver of a company car. Asking to ward off the «Volga» in Peredelkino and lock out there in the garage, which was built in the courtyard garden, and the keys give the gardener. The driver tried to object, but stumbled on the iron lady note in his voice, dutifully took the money owed to the expectation and without saying goodbye and forcefully slammed the door went from bad thoughts:

«Wait a minute, bitch, come boss, how cute call me!»

So, left alone, Anna began to lord it in the house. And it distracted her from enforced idleness, giving new impetus to the fight against boredom alone. Of course, Anya Krazimova not had time to pleasure, to enjoy the pleasures of a well- fed carefree life, what was until recently Sobinova. And she wanted as long as possible to prolong this state, but the hard pressure of Anna and suppleness of character Anya did the trick.

After a half hour of procedures, Anya fresh and dressed in a tracksuit, was ready to follow his girlfriend.

– Anne, and what we will collect mushrooms? – Alarmed, examined from head to toe girlfriend asked Sobinova.

– There’s at our dacha in Peredelkino has everything you need! Come on! – She commanded. And asking about something Aunt Elsa, went to Anna in the hallway…

Taxis in front of the house, blocking the entrance of cars, standing in the middle of the carriageway access road to the house. The taxi driver was standing at the open door, nervously obviously doubted the promised reward. He was wearing a checkered cloth cap, stitched in the English manner, and in a plaid sleeveless. Black thick and bristly mustache, hung from his lower lip, almost closing the mouth, and curls of black hair streaked with gray, the speakers of a cap and a thick neck on the circular body, making resemblance to the large and predatory bulldog. Especially emphasized this similarity is heavy and massive jaw, small shiny brown eyes and a nose like a ball in the pocket roulette wheel lying in the crotch of his mustache.

– I really want to leave! – He met women happy, greedy cry.

Well, what you? We women are punctual! – Sobinova said, stretching the melodious words.

– Punctual, yes, but for the simple need to throw!

Well, about that do not worry. And touch! – Imperiously commanded it, sitting next to the driver.

Until Peredelkino rode in silence. The road was a suburban highway, lined on both sides of fir and birch trees interspersed. Peredelkino stretched in a picturesque suburban suburb. Nearby was a pine forest interspersed with mixed hazel, birch, oak and aspen groves. An extensive body of water rich in fish promise vacationers here celebrities catch of carp to pike. Their wives and children were here, where the gain full basket of mushrooms.

Before entering the Peredelkino driver suddenly protested, knowing where it was necessary to turn off. He stopped the taxi and said with undisguised irritation:

– Then do not go!

– Why is that? – Disturbance Sobinova no bounds.

There enclosed garden- EF- ES- Be!

– So what?

– And then, one you drive there for a picnic, and then I will carry on all instances whom and for whom you brought here? And how much did they pay you and in what currency? I do not want it!

– Hey, you! – Suddenly rough start Sobinova – you whom we took? Do I look like a whore?

– No! – Suddenly said quietly taxi driver – I’ve seen these more than a dozen! You look like a pimp!

– What! Yes, you …! – Anna, blushing with indignation to crimson color, do not know what to say. Fixed position of the taxi driver:

– Look, if you’re gone pay me a fee for which is here pimps carry a table decoration, he nodded his cap in the direction of Ani, I’ll take you. If not, Get out and go hiking here with three kilometers will be. Well, you and squirt. If you do not apologize immediately and not deliver us for free, then I guarantee you that tomorrow you did not accept even a driver machine that pumps out the crap out of pit latrines in Peredelkino. Yeah, who are you? Anna has gone …! – The taxi driver did not finish. Anna shoved under his nose identity passes to the closed village elite strictly protected by the FSB. With the silly sight, carefully studied the long taxi driver written there, studying the contents of the Red Book with solid seals and sweeping signature chief of the special department of the FSB. Then turned as white as chalk, and silently started the engine. He drove to the first post with a barrier. They approached a security guard in a police uniform. Anna showed pass. The guard demanded to pass, Ani. When she charged him with his, the barrier went up. Taxi followed further. In the massive stained in green metal gate stopped. They came ensign in green cap, making sure the passes, gave the command to open the gate. The car proceeded further, venturing into the shadow of the tall pine century- old pine trees. Soon there were two- storied villas with private fences and gates, with plates of satellite dishes on the rooftops. Near the mansion with a sign with the number 10 on it has stopped. Anna opened the door of the taxi in silence, threw a hundred- dollar bill on the seat and slammed her with force. Anya still fussing with his door when the driver turned to her his bulldog face, ingratiating began to babble:

– Tell your friend that I did not want to offend you, I’m an honest taxi driver and I do not care how our money, taxpayers’ money, entertain their children. The children of these high- cones. Well, excuse me! Anya opened finally the door, saying: – Will the next time carefully. A friend of mine has excused you, otherwise it will not be paid off. Good- bye!

– God bless you, my dear girl! – Uttered relief taxi driver.

Anna has already entered the gate, when Anna caught up with her.

– Here’s a scoundrel, so spoil the mood! – Wailed Anna – You got anything to drink? – Suddenly asked Sobinova.

– Let’s look at the fireplace in the bar, there Lenya put all sorts of souvenir drinks. – Anya replied, opening the door. They entered the spacious veranda with a round table and a number of country wooden chairs around. Anya was messing around with the lock on the door to the room of the house. Soon after they entered the living room. Directly opposite the entrance is the fireplace. To his left was embedded in the wall bar with a makeshift bar and exposed in a mirrored display cases on the shelves of drinks. Glasses hanging over the bar, and at the bottom under the counter refrigerator was where it was possible to make ice and chill the champagne. Anna is at home, went to the bar and more cheerful voice, trying to imitate the bartender

– Anything to drink, sir? – Anya imitating saucy drunks, answered:

– Bloody Mary! Frappe!

Anna reached into the refrigerator: Refrigerator- off. So, turn it on, what are you waiting, but I’ll take a fireplace. Sometime later, a friend sat in leather armchairs beside the fireplace, on the table between them was unfinished bottle of Scottish whiskey strong «White Horse.» In rosettes filled with red caviar, in the calf, stuck teaspoons, from time to time they sip from their glasses a sip of whiskey and eating caviar.

– Wow, the old goat for pimps and who, me! – Banging his fist in the chest, said Sobinova drunken voice, cursing, was worth the taxi driver.

– In my opinion, the original! I’m here with a prostitute, but me! – Echoing her indignant Anya – Do you think I look like a hooker? – Anna stared at Anna, measuring with her drunken gaze got sick eyes, then said:

– Nope! Do not like! But! – It has made a significant pause, then added, – For the priestess of love, perhaps, would be gone!

– A priestess of love? Well, you’re my pimp! Ha- ha- ha! – They laughed loud and long, sometimes repeating:

– Priestess!

– Pimp!

Again, laughter, until a drunken frenzy smite them, and they do not fall asleep right in the cozy and comfortable chairs by the fireplace…

The next morning he woke up, they could not understand, as proved in the country. Overcoming a terrible headache, take turns running to the toilet, and moving to the nasty throat ball splashed, there for a few minutes making it easier overall. By twelve o’clock it went. Weak voice, they began to discuss what happened to them yesterday, and as they found themselves on Anya’s Leonid cottage.

– Or Else Eduardovna knows something? – Anya surmised.

– You, in your mind, that we suspected of drinking? This is what I think, why do not you ask how there with Dima and Aunt Elsa certainly something so prompt. Climb!

Anya dialed the number on the mobile phone, and soon heard the voice of Elsa Eduardovna:

Yes, it’s you Anna! Well, as there are a lot of mushrooms gathered enough? – Anya suddenly remembered that they were going to the cottage for mushrooms. She was all clear, and to save the day she replied:

– No mushrooms here. Maybe they have already gathered, so that will come up empty handed! And what about the little one?

– All right, fed, and was asleep in the afternoon.

Tell him that his mother will soon be, if not bored, okay?

All right, darling!

Anya put the phone down on the table and turned to Anne:

So, you know, as we found ourselves here, and …?

Chapter 2

From Baikonur Leonid flew to Moscow late at night. His plane was still in flight, when in his apartment two Ani, Anna Sobinova and wife Anna, Leonid set the table on the occasion of the birth of his son Krazimova, Dima. Tiny fulfilled the second year. In this April evening, a special night for Ani and Leonidas, as the birthday of his son, Krazimovu was granted leave. And they will be together for a month. Peter was nervous. Often went out to the balcony. Staring at the ruby stars of the Kremlin, well be seen away from the balcony of the apartment Krazimov’s. Radiance that emanated from their majestic five- pointed rays shone down upon the sky over Moscow, putting the capital in a festive glow. Sobinov, in anticipation of the meeting, thoughts often returned to the point where Garin was to adopt an expedition to the anomalous zone with the hope of anticipating that they will fly together with Lenya. But everything turned out how it happened. And now Peter is slightly jealous of Lena.

Anna Sobinova admired original recipes of pickles put up on the table and prepared according to original recipes Anna Elsa Eduardovna, which she gave to Ana. These pickles published wonderful aroma of oriental spices and were so fresh in appearance, as if just gathered from the garden. A yellow boletus in a crystal vase with fresh chopped onion rings, glistened there languishing in anticipation of snacks. They are especially good for Stolichnaya vodka, if you drink it in small glasses, richly biting boletus, the vodka is an invigorating drink, refreshing ideas and exciting range of sensual pleasures feast. Under the pickles and mushrooms vodka winds around a romantic dream about new projects and expeditions into the unknown and not yet explored space, dragging the interlocutors into unknown worlds of the universe. The table has been covered and was bursting with food. Women completed the cover and lead informal conversation about economic matters, weaving in conversations noticed oddities in the characters of their husbands, and this from the kitchen from time to time came their happy and cheerful laughter. Peter frankly bored. From the balcony of the house from the twelfth floor, offers spectacular views of Moscow, the Red Square and the Kremlin. Down the adjacent street raced cars continuous flow, time, occasionally pausing at intersections with red lights traffic lights.

«Obviously got stuck in traffic.» – Thought Sobinov. He glanced at his watch, the hands pointed to five twenty- one. The plane landed at Sheremetyevo in twenty zero and go here all is forty- five minutes, unless of course there is no congestion. Peter could not stand it and dialed a number on your mobile phone. Long tones in the tube suddenly interrupted:

Yes, Petro! – Leonid loud voice replied.

Well, where are you? Vodka has already frozen in the fridge, and you are not!

Snake- a lift!

And he went out from the balcony to the kitchen:

– Hey, girls! Leon is in the elevator!

Women quickly took aprons, and went into the corridor to meet the landlord. Leonid with a bouquet of red roses crossed the threshold and presented flowers to Anya, she handed over a bouquet Sobinova Anna, and she hugged and clung to Leonid entire body. He felt the firmness of her breasts and a flutter of her young body. They kissed. Leonid then kissed her on the cheek Anna and shook his hand to Peter,

Well, hello, my dear ones! And where is the smallest?

– He’s been in bed! – Anya said.

– I brought him something here! – Pointing to the heavy box leather case, said Leonid.

– It is then! – Commanded wife – Come on, my hands and the table. You see, the guests are tired of waiting. The feast was held fun. In talking about the funny events in the lives of couples. About this and that, but work. Why this topic is carefully avoided by all knew it was taboo, felt that Alexei had a good job with each and in conversations and thoughts about work or not. Long after midnight Sobinova goodbye. Leonid spent spouses to the elevator and looks back to his wife. Oh, how he was waiting for this moment, fleeting moment of blissful solitude and peace in the arms of a hot woman he loved and trusted friend. Lying in bed, enjoying each other, they are like children lisped different words, distorting their meaning. They seemed to love these moments that the meaning of these words is clear, the two of them in the whole universe, and that life is a fabulously beautiful and divine. Anya in the darkness, shining eyes were huge as the two stars. In pubescence long eyelashes, the eyes were perfect, shining with happiness and joy, delight, filled with her strong man. In these moments of her feminine weakness acquired by a love game for which the lovers are men broke spears on knightly tournaments. For which, the lovers make miracles courage in defending the honor and dignity of the fight of his lady. Anne, like a beautiful flower, exuding subtle aroma generating a storm of sensual bliss, blew a semiconscious trepidation, which was plunged and stayed while. The space disappeared and only Anya, and only her eyes, her lips, her cheeks, her beautiful curves and lines of her sharp nipples breasts like two sharp and gentle hillock, slid down his chest, plunging the whole body into an ecstasy of love…

It was only in the morning when the first rays of the rising sun penetrated into the bedroom, the husband and wife, tired of the passion of love asleep in luxury. They woke up babbling baby in the crib. Thundering rattle, he called loudly: – Ma- ma! Ma- ma- ah!

From this voice both woke up. The room has the sun was shining. The time was 9:00.

– It’s time to feed the birthday boy! – Anya.

– Come on, I change his little bed and wash diapers. – Thoughtful of paternal warmth spoke Leonid – And you, boil him gruel!

In- deed! – Anya commanded. And they are quickly and expertly began to fulfill their parental responsibilities…

Leonid sitting in a chair under a lamp floor lamp, reading a book. It was a work of Charles de Caster’s «Legend of the Eulenspiegel and Lame Gudzak their valiant fun and praiseworthy deeds in Flanders and other parts.» Leonid read this book as a child, and now, with pleasure, to give home comfort, relaxation and re- reading favorite piece again. Anya and her little son at that time went to the yard to walk before bedtime. Antique clocks, Anya’s grandmother’s wedding present, approximately ticked in the corner of the room, it was 19- 00, that should have been revealed from the wife walks with the child, when in the twilight of the room, and suddenly a flash of lightning came silhouette of a man. The outbreak room filled with ozone, and the silhouette materialized in Carlos Allende. He was wearing a track suit unchanged. Leonid, accustomed to surprises in their work, in a calm voice welcomed uninvited guest:

– Good evening! With what have welcomed this time?

– You will not believe it! – Carlos waved his hand. Above the double bedrooms in the air there was a flickering screen and on it were pictures of a secret conversation Leonid Garinov with a top- secret «Museum», the brainchild of Alexei. Surprise Krazimova did not have limit:

– Where is it? – He asked.

– Thank you, Leonid, for the information! We implanted implant you, he made the record that we scanned his memory, that’s all! Now we know that torsion fields by storm you. What the study, regardless of the danger of death continues.

– So after all, we are taking steps to neutralize! – Leonid tried to argue. Carlos waved his hand again. On the screen appeared with the restored laboratory of space equipment.

– You can see that the objects to restore or, in other words, the return of the space intact anything. It will be chaos. Note the laboratory rack in the middle of the room. – Enlarge the image on the screen and stood by the flask were hardly recognizable. One was soldered into a wooden shelf, like a grown up with a tree, from which this regiment was made. Another bottle was lying on the edge of the shelf, and its free end is pulled up to the tile floor. Not a single item that was in the lab, there was not deformed in good condition.

– As you can see, these experiments no good will not result. Therefore, I strongly recommend, stop mock the nature of things. We once had to drown you know is Atlantis because of the chaos and destruction of the space. But you’re lucky. It was still possible to save the planet by sacrificing one continent. But Fayeton had to destroy.

– What happened there?

,To seize power in the internecine wars they created kvazikvark bomb, which is nothing but a chain reaction of transformation of matter into space. Squeezing a push to the top of the reaction in the bomb, they conducted the first test in the desert region Pastka. There was a ghost town. After the test, the ruins of the city were gone, formed a huge and deep ditch. Our advance guard rescuers barely extinguished the hearth of destruction began uncontrolled chain reaction. Pit filled with water, forming a huge lake there.