- Yes, I don’t care, the weather is not bad, so you can take a walk. Wherever you want, Angelica. By the way, my friends call me Dan for short.

And then, according to the law of meanness, my phone rang. Glancing at the display, I tried to make a serious and independent look, but somewhere else. Kursky, in person, photographed by me personally at some party. His dissatisfied mine is now constantly displayed when calling.

The new acquaintance made an indifferent look, now and then, throwing his incredulous glances at me. And I was angry, well, how long will this annoying past cling to my skirt?

- Angelica, we need to talk, - there was a voice in the receiver, - this is important.

-About what, is there a topic.

- There is and this in your interests. It is necessary to meet as soon as possible, - the once native, and now someone else's voice gurgled into the phone. Moreover, I still have not forgiven him, and I absolutely did not want to communicate. Resentful? Maybe. I don’t want to, but the picture of a half-naked busty blonde itself pops up in my memory.

- So in an hour I'm at your place, I hope they didn't change the code at the entrance, - and this comrade immediately turned off. I didn't even have time to respond! One on one thoughts began to pile up in my head: either to really listen, or to leave, ignoring in the same way as he had just not waited for my answer.

“Sorry, this is my ex-husband,” I admitted, because I didn’t see the point in lying. If a person wants to communicate with me, he has the right to be honest. - We do not communicate much, but it seems that something happened.

-Yes, I understand. And tomorrow? - He poked a small pebble with his sneaker nose and it flew onto the lawn, scaring away the pigeons.

- Tomorrow ... let's call to be sure, - I pointed to the package of groceries, - my parents are coming, I just don't know what time yet.

- Agreed, - Denis smiled at me and held out a business card, - here are my numbers, I'll be waiting.

- Wow, even so, - I reacted so surprised to a glossy business card with the inscription "LLC Vector Head of the technical department Denis Bodrov" and the young man grinned. - Well, my one and only, and you can just write it down.

Saying goodbye, I went up to my room and, sorting out the products, my eyes stumbled upon a rectangular piece of thin white cardboard, which was handed to me by a new acquaintance. Turning on the laptop, she typed LLC "Vector" in the search bar, and immediately several companies were displayed on the screen, doing everything from sales of household appliances to pizza. But the organization I needed was engaged in the supply of some kind of radio equipment. Probably, this Denis is very smart, since at that age he is already the head of the department, although if the company is young, then the age may be appropriate.

The songbird that settled in my doorbell announced that someone had come to visit.

And, of course, it turned out to be Kursky and no one else.

“And you look good,” Artyom said thoughtfully, quickly surveying me from head to toe with a possessive look, and then, as a sign of greeting, reached out to kiss, but I took half a step back in time, still not fully opening the door in front of him.

- What you need - my disappointment has long destroyed all the feelings that I once experienced for this person. Once Katrina said that in my student days, hormones played in me, but they should not have given them an official form with a running start. Now, after several years, I completely agree with this, but who would have listened to this at the age of twenty-one, when you were seriously invited to marry, and even if the chosen one is tall, with embossed muscles, brown eyes and, in addition, a brunette? In addition, some classmates already had children, so I saw such a nice little prospect. But Artyom said that we would have time to acquire offspring, we should first live for ourselves. It so happened that while I was working, I graduated from the university in absentia, then I was looking for a suitable job that I liked and was located not very far from home, it was time to get a divorce.

The candle burned out.

“Maybe you’ll still invite me in,” narrowed brown eyes with slightly starting wrinkles, which lay down in a light mesh, looked with mockery,

- What for? Speak I'm listening.

“A suspicious stranger is chasing after my wife… do you still want me to say this in the common entrance?” The self-satisfied Artyom stood and grinned with his arrogant, perfect mug.

- Well, come in, just for a while, I really have very little time, - I said menacingly and opened the door in front of the uninvited guest, regretting that I could not hit the door on the heels, because he was walking in the wrong direction. Let him know that with the word "wife" it is necessary to add the adjective "former".

Kursky took off his shoes and put his perfectly polished shoes under the very mirror, as always before. If he was forced to stay late at work, or came tipsy, he always left his shoes taken off in this place, even with a ruler.

- Oh, you are waiting for guests, - he, with the look of a permanent resident of this apartment, quickly and in a businesslike way went to the kitchen, where the products that I did not have time to make out were laid out on the table. In the most impudent way, he opened the package that was still standing on a chair and took out a smoked ham. Then, cutting off a piece, he tried it and closed his beautiful impudent eyes with pleasure, like a cat scratched behind the ear - you still take it, as I like.

I leaned back against the door frame and watched him. Certainly, he planned to piss me off, but it will not succeed. I wanted to quip on the topic "the new girlfriend does not feed," but this will not happen, otherwise he will consider this remark jealousy, but she is not. The limit has been reached.

- Well, so there is something urgent and serious that I would like to share and certainly with me, - coming up from the other side of the table, at some distance from Artyom, I began to lay out the products in the cabinets, in the refrigerator. - If you are just hungry, I can drink tea, and we will say goodbye.

- You think so, by the way, who are we waiting for? Is it really that blond, who stinks like a runner after a kilometer run - this example of male perfection sat on a chair, leaning on the table and smelling nothing. My ex-husband could not stand me dousing myself with any perfume with a smell slightly above the minimum. He himself never even used toilet water in my presence, because he immediately began to sneeze. True, deodorants endured normally. And now I'm off, buying what I like, though the world of such smells is too complicated for something to be easy to pick up.

- Listen, - I leaned on the table with both hands and tried to make the most convincing look, - if you have nothing to say, then go away, I really have no time.

- Lika, you've never been so intolerant, I just can't get to the bottom of it. Your ham is already painfully appetizing, - he shot his eyes at my thighs and grinned.

- What, they don’t feed, - I quipped in response just as ambiguously.

- You think so, - Kursky, apparently, decided to play with me.

“I know that you won’t live a week without women, and if you really have nothing to say, then get out,” I turned and went to get a special solution for spraying flowers that are on the kitchen windowsill, which used to annoy this impudent person very much. I hope that after that he will definitely leave, otherwise the conversation has dragged on too long. And you have to slow down like that and let this idler.

- How nice, - said Kursky, mockingly examining the business card of my new acquaintance, when I returned, holding a sprayer for home plants, - Denis Bodrov. Now you get to know each other so that a person has a business card. Easier now does not roll, not otherwise an advanced friend Katya taught. If you want, I'll give you mine, I have several of them, choose any. Maybe again you will look at me as a normal man.

- Get out, - now he really pissed me off and I, simulating a control shot in the air, sprayed flower fertilizer. Smelly, an infection, but somehow I will endure, and then I will air it.

- All right, don't get mad. I just wanted to say that if I haven’t forgotten, then in a week it’s my birthday and you are invited, - he casually threw someone else’s business card on the table and went to the door, - by the way, my mother is waiting for you, we haven’t seen each other for a long time.

- Give her my deepest apologies, and you accept my sincere congratulations, but I can’t come, because I have other plans, - I put on a smile on duty, not hiding my hatred. I remember his mother had never experienced at least neutral feelings for me, only antipathy. Why would she want to see me now?

- That's interesting, how would you introduce me to your current girlfriend? Sister or niece, - this question suddenly came to my mind and I spat it out. - Or was she not invited?

“Only my aunt, and my beloved,” Artyom quipped and left, and I impatiently closed the door behind him.

Why did you come, you could call so. How did I find out about Denis, because just an hour ago we met. Perhaps he had already been at the house all this time, just sitting in his car and watching from behind tinted windows. Kursky is a small businessman who is engaged in ... I have no idea what exactly today. Previously, he owned a small stationery store, then he retrained as the owner of a modest men's clothing store, as it turned out later, it was with the saleswoman from this establishment that I caught him. Someone said that he saw his last name as the owner of one of the many taxi companies. Maybe. He always went uphill, I don’t understand why he needed my three-room apartment as housing, because the former mother-in-law has a cottage in the suburbs. Yes, and the past can not be returned, it is time to understand.

On reflection, I took the business card, turned it over, and dialed the number, prepared to wait. After the third beep, the subscriber showed signs of life.

Yes, Lika, I'm listening to you, - the calm voice of Dan's new acquaintance was heard.

“How about going for a walk, tonight,” I blurted out and sighed in relief. Still, for a long time I did not have anyone to communicate in such a way with an unfamiliar man. Although, why unfamiliar, because for about an hour we were next to him, collecting my products and just talking. So quite familiar.

-I have a suggestion. There is an ice cream parlor not far from your house, let's meet there in an hour. Now I have a client, and as soon as I am free, I will immediately come to you. Deal?

“Of course,” as I spoke, my smile spread from ear to ear. Still, Artem did not have time to completely ruin the evening and that's great.

- And you look great, - Denis said, looking at me with approval, as a kind of manual for a man's opinion. And after all, I didn’t wear anything like that, it’s just that my blue jeans matched his. And the white top looked like his white T-shirt. But the clothes on him were definitely not the same as when they met. Like two from a chest, honestly.

- Yes, you too, not bad, - I had to assent, but not a drop of lies, he looked really impressive. Strong arms with a slight tan, in place of the abdomen, a press is natural, and not a hanging piece of fat. I always believed that not only women, but also men should take care of themselves, and here he is such a model. I wonder where it fell on my head, such, outwardly perfect.

I chose pistachio sundae drizzled with soft syrup, my companion creme brulee with cherries as a garnish, and it was really delicious. Our table was on the third floor, near the wall, which was completely glass, at the same time performing the function of a window.

- Just some kind of observation post, this idea with such a wall, - I, gobbling up ice cream, pointed towards the solid window with a nod of my head. - And you see a lot, and you can be safely watched from the street.

“Exactly noted,” Dan replied, pushing the empty vase aside with obvious satisfaction on his face, and then leaning against the back of his chair, and casually placing his right hand on the adjacent back.

- You know, I haven't eaten ice cream in a cafe for a hundred years. Well, sit down, note something, it was, but to just, without wine, it was a long time ago.