I leave work again look at her typewriter. And why is such a cutie riding this wreck? Why was there no state end willing to buy her a Lexus? Here is the same Alyonka drives a Nissan Juke, and Yulka is worse than Yulka. Julia, Julia, Yulechka, how these words warm the soul.

So that's it, stop thinking about her, think about work better.

I sit behind the wheel of my Infiniti, the door, of course, is under replacement and there is a small dent on the wing. But was it worth her tears?

"I'm sorry Yulechka for making you cry." God, it's nice to think of her. Is it...