There were a couple of hundred meters to the stop. They walked one behind the other along the narrow road curb, leaning slightly to the side when they heard the sound of an automobile engine.

- I was back at the office today. They say they are looking. Will they find it? - the woman seemed to be talking to herself, and Olya had to literally step on her heels so as not to miss a word. - I'm waiting for her, I hope. I keep wondering what happened to her. They tell me she may have left. Tired of this life, and left. And where to go? All relatives...