-Good morning, Mommy! I go up to my mom and kiss her on the cheek. My favorite cheesecakes and coffee are already on the table, mmm ... - Did I tell you that you are the best? - I sit down in my place and start eating, my mother also sits nearby, drinks coffee and looks at me somehow strangely, as if she wants to tell me something, but does not dare.

We have a very good relationship with my mother, we are real girlfriends with her. I can talk to her absolutely on any topic, she taught me this from an early age, and she will always listen to me and support me. Today and tomorrow, in honor of my graduation, she took a day off. Mom works a lot, often flies on business trips abroad, recently she began to fly to America often for some reason, she is the right hand of the CEO, the company has a network of hotels around the world. Mom earns well, I won’t say that we are rich, but not poor either, we live in a three-room apartment in the Strogino district in Moscow. And it all came from the sweat and blood of my mother.

Mom's name is Ksenia and she looks great, younger than her years, and she is 37, often mistaken for my sister. She is slender, 170 cm tall, her hair is the same color as mine, just below her shoulders, she takes care of herself and taught me to do this from childhood, a woman in any situation should look well-groomed, that’s what my mother says, this is her credo.

My dad passed away when I was five, he died in a plane crash. Mom was very upset by the loss of her beloved, and since that time she has been alone, she has not even met anyone all these years. Therefore, every time my mother needs to fly on a business trip, I am on pins and needles, I am very worried and try not to think that I can also lose her.

- Lapulya, I need to talk to you, I understand that the time is not right, because tomorrow is graduation, I don’t want to spoil your mood, but there’s nowhere to pull further ... - Lapulya - that’s what my parents called me from childhood, and now my close friends, though I don't have many of them. Mom sits on a chair and fidgets, her eyes run around and fear, regret and genuine happiness are read in them.

- So, mom, what's going on? - I'm already starting to get nervous and hardly swallow what I managed to put in my mouth.

- You must have noticed that I began to fly to America more often than usual ... - what was I talking about? I nod in the affirmative without taking my eyes off her.

- You are such a smart and attentive girl, - yes, but I definitely don’t like it, it smells burnt, - on one of my business trips, I met a man, - my mother stumbled and cleared her throat, - my colleagues and I were having a business dinner in a restaurant, as it turned out later, in the restaurant of that same man, his name is Nicholas, and we have been dating for 8 months, and ... he made me an offer and agreed ! Everything. said. Like a stone fell from my soul. Mom blurted out in one breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

What?

No, wait.

What?!

-What? - I never brought the next piece to my mouth, the fork with the cheesecake fell and clinked loudly on the plate, and I still sit with my mouth open and try to understand what I just heard. Sentence? What the hell is an offer? Which Nicholas? - What are you talking about? I feel like I stopped breathing.

-Daughter, Nicholas and I fell in love, you can tell at first sight, next to him I feel good, calm, I have not felt so happy for a long time! Honey, I understand that this is unexpected for you, but I didn’t think that I could ever love again, I have not forgotten your father and I will never forget him, I will always love him and remember him. But you can't tell your heart...

I sit and look at her point-blank, without blinking, and try to digest the information received. Of course, I am very glad that my mother found her happiness, she deserves it more than anyone else, but I can’t even imagine how it will all be.

- So, great, and when are you going to get married? Where to live? And what about me? What about my studies? What about your work? Will he move here? – questions and poured in, only had time to formulate them.

-Lapulya, we are going to get married in America, I will work in the same company, I have already written an application for a transfer to a branch in Princeton and we have already been approved for a K1 visa, by the way, this is the city where Nick lives. And you and I have to move there, the plane is in two days. True, there you have to unlearn the twelfth grade in high school, where his son studies. And then we will help you enter the Columbian in New York, because you are such a smart and capable girl, with such an education you will find a well-paid job, you know English perfectly, it’s not for nothing that you went to a tutor from the seventh grade, there is a cool program in art , Nick's son is also going to go there. You will have an older brother, although he is only six months older, you always dreamed of a brother so much ... - my mother chattered, and I sat with my eyes clap-clap. son, brother,

Did I say that nothing can spoil today?

So, forget your mother.

But what about my friends? My life? My RGTU? My Cyrus, Vasilek, she is Olya, my closest friend? The last one will be out.

- Ma, but here is my whole life ... - I babble in confusion, not knowing where to put my cold fingers on such a warm sunny day.

- Lina, there are much more prospects for the future, and you yourself wanted to go to America so much, you always said that someday you would definitely go there.

That's right - someday .

-Can't you just leave me here? I'll be eighteen soon, but for now, my godmother will look after me, and I'm responsible for you, you yourself always say this.

- No, daughter, this is not even negotiable. You are my only blood and I just can’t sleep, knowing that you are hundreds of thousands of kilometers away from me, somewhere across the ocean.

- Mom, I'll go to my room, I need to think it over, we'll talk later, okay? - she got up, went up to her mother, kissed her on the cheek and went to persuade herself that everything was not so bad. Mom didn’t stop me, because she knows me well that it’s worth giving me time and not holding back, and not demanding anything from me this very second.

-Of course go, I love you, honey, everything will be fine!

- Yeah, and I love you. – she muttered under her breath and trudged, barely moving her wadded legs.

Well, let's start.

Plopped down on the bed, headphones, music and ...

Of course, I will go with my mother, she made it clear that I will not stay here. Mom did everything for me all my life so that I didn’t need anything, gave up my personal life. Moving is the least way I can thank her. I'm strong, I'll be able to adjust to a new place, make new friends... friends ... new ...what an ass! I like the old ones too. Most of all I will miss my Vasilko, how will I be without her, but we can communicate every day via Skype, right?