Valya almost dropped the bags from Auchan, with which she was going to fight off the maniac. She had high hopes for a jar of peas and canned pineapples, because while she was carrying bags in her teeth, it seemed to her that she had twenty kilograms of weights in her hands.
– Nina, dear, why are you sitting here? Why don't you come in? You would have waited at our house, it's so dark here. And it's scary, Valya thought to herself, but she didn't say anything, and she also had a question stuck in her throat, why, in fact, Nina is sitting and waiting for Valya here, and not in her own apartment on the floor below.
– Valyusha, I didn't want your parents to see me in this state. I wanted to wait for you and talk. – Help me! Nina cried again and hung on Valya's shoulders.
– Nina, get ready, let's go in now, wipe your tears if you don't want to report to my mom why you're upset.
These words magically had an effect on the girl. She straightened up, straightened her hair, dusted off her clothes. She knew that Valya's mother was still that psychologist-psychiatrist. Maria Semyonovna loved to ask, clarify, so to speak, collect information. Maria Semyonovna used to work as a primary school teacher, but the second education of a psychologist did not give her peace of mind. Five years ago, she quit school and now with pleasure and knowledge of the case, she received lost souls in her private office. Valya and her father jokingly called Maria Semenovna a lie detector and a special agent. She frowned for the sake of appearances and made a serious face. But she was actually very pleased.
While Valya was ringing the doorbell, Nina with an effort pasted a smile on her face.
– Dad, why don't you ask who, they came in and started taking off their shoes.
– Hi, Valechka, how's your day? Oh, Nina, good evening, come on in, girls. Valyush, yes, I know that you're ringing the door like that, as if on fire, – joked Nikolai Fedorovich and stomped into the living room in worn-out slippers, that's how the Kotenko family proudly called their only room in the apartment. Since there was nowhere to go, they went to the kitchen. All Valya's friends used to arrange gatherings in the kitchen and knew that this was her room and parents would never unnecessarily disturb young people.