- Like? - Igor looked at me from time to time.

- Yes! Highly! - I was really impressed. I have never seen such houses.

- My mom's project. Igor said proudly. – She adores Francesco Borromini. It …

- Igor, I know who it is. Italian architect. - She smiled at Nevsky.

After we pulled up to the front door, Igor parked and helped me get out of the car. At the entrance we were already met by Nevsky Senior in an embrace with a fair-haired woman of about forty-five, who was holding a Yorkshire terrier in her arms.

- Father, Natalya. - Igor shook hands with his father...