Oh, says the psychologist.

- You need to talk and explain to the child, and not shout and say that he is arrogant, because he woke up his dad, who was drinking with Bashirov all night.

- Not all, - exhausted collapsed on the pillows. And there's a good deal there.

A bottle of headache pills materialized in front of Bulatov's nose. Lera filled a glass with water, handed it to her husband and headed to the shower.

An hour later, by order of Maxim, they went to the beach. Lera was sitting on the bedspread, looking after her son, who was splashing in the river.

- Maxim, don't swim...