Elizabeth came to his house and, in the midnight corridor of his huge apartment, her eyes began to burn so brightly that Mr. Brainy became silent for a minute, just staring at her. He wanted to warm up the kettle; he had a towel in his hand. Elizabeth went up to him, lowered her bag to the floor, and clung to his lips. He did not know how to kiss, but his plump lips left no choice for her and she took a decisive step, saying that she would teach him how to kiss.
He was sitting on the couch, she was lying on his lap, a little bent legs, and he was holding her hand. Elizabeth became frightened that it would soon end, that only now she had found a man with whom she was so well, and who at first sight became her own. She thought about two months, through which all will end, and her chest squeezed sadness. But, she quickly drove these thoughts away, telling herself that everything is the Will of God, and we do not know how much is prepared for us, we do not need to limit the dates.
The next day, Elizabeth called her father and asked why the law was passed prohibiting organ transplantation. Her father worked as a judge and was one of those who protested against the abolition of the onstitutional Court. His colleagues in the referee chair behaved less positively, so as not to anger the leadership. Mr. Cantone, Elizabeth's father, was also sick (he suffered a micro stroke), but supportive therapy and the lack of alcohol and cigarettes did their job, he felt comfortable.