- I ..., - Imagining this conversation in the past, I always thought that I would angrily shout the truth in the face of my brother and Gleb, that I would enjoy their shock and, finally, after so many years, I would win. Now I could hardly find words, and after a pause, I suggested: - It will be easier for me if I tell not about myself, but about another girl. Can?

Uritsky nodded and I took a long sip of tea and began:

- There was a girl. She was very happy, she had a great family and friends. But one day her mother fell ill and the...