Let's not talk about it, - mom takes a cup of my half-finished coffee, and goes to the sink.

“I already spent one night there,” I lie blatantly.

- What?! – the cup with a roar slips out.

And almost got a job. Arkady Anatolyevich says that it is like driving a car. Until you go alone for the first time, you will not stop being afraid.

- You compared, of course. Fear of driving and...that.

- What is it? I'm twenty one. I'm already an adult. And I just want to live apart from my parents. Like any ordinary girl.

- You're not an ordinary girl. This is not...