August 18, 2016

13:00

The clouds parted. Almost even yellow-green rectangles of land appeared in the windows. Then the outlines of city buildings became visible.

“We are descending,” the neighbor on the left happily reported.

The plane flew up to Krasnodar. Cyril's heart sank. Not in fear of landing - he just loved to fly, and even very much. He adored the incomparable feeling of floating in the air, when boundless seas, fields and forests run through somewhere far below. The spectacle is amazing. But now his heart fluttered for a completely different reason - today he would finally see his wife and daughter.

After picking up the luggage, Kirill...