Pazii Anna - The Hotel «Other Life»

Anna:– And what is she doing here? – I could not help exclaiming. Dima came closer and stood behind me.

Dmitriy:– Who is doing what? – He tried to look into similar in general fotos

Anna:– Here – I pointed at one of those on which the happy girl pulls the bowstring- this is my friend, Natalie. The one that recommended the hotel. But what is she doing here? It's not like her. Nat prefers to bars and nightclubs. Clean air without cigarette smoke, leave without heels … not her style! – I considered the face girlfriends, it is even here not forget to apply makeup. She looked as if he knew that fall into the ten – The strangest thing that she did not say that been here before. – I added thoughtfully.– And in the background is not a man in our group? – a closer look – the Mercedes?

We both moved closer to a picture and looked at each other without saying a word.

Dmitriy:– Okay, let's get out of this sleepy kingdom. – suggested Dmitry

Anna:– As I understand it, of the guests here live mainly only those that have called in at the same time with us. We have about ten – fourteen days. – pronounces aloud the obvious, on the way to restaurant- I mean that in preparation for the impromptu competition we have very little time. And we need to decide where it will be carried out: in the territory of a training ground or wood . But here in the second case it is not clear how to select a target, and who will evaluate the results.

Dmitriy:– You are gambling girl – Dima teased me

Anna:– A little – I repented – and we haven't the prize.

Dmitriy:– Let's consistently. Now lunch, then back to the front desk, book for one lesson tomorrow morning. As early as 10, we have to go looking for mushrooms, if you remember. And write the announcement of a possible competition. No prize and venue. Tomorrow during the lesson will talk with the teacher, maybe he will recommend something.

Anna:– What would I do without you?

Dmitriy:– Did die of boredom maybe?

Over lunch, I answered at random, lose the thread, as all my thoughts were occupied Photos with Natalia. As it is connected with a man from Mercedes (the way i need to get to know them).

Margo, sit down next to us at dinner, chatted with Darko. They were so passionate about the conversation that my mental absence hardly noticed.

Dmitriy:– Aneta, you with us? – Dmitri waved a hand in front of my nose

Anna: – M? – emerged from the reflections I

Dmitriy:– We finished, going for a walk through the streets, you're with us?

Anna:– No, I'll write it down on us a lesson and go to my room. Margo you're with us tomorrow to class?

Margarita: – I'm sorry, but tomorrow morning I prefer to sleep. For me wake up and leave at ten for mushrooms and berries is a feat. i'll start to study the day after tomorrow is better closer to the dinner.

Dmitriy:– Well then, until the evening.

I recorded in the log. Looked recent recording as recently did Dmitri, but the name of his girlfriend is not found. Although she probably rested here a year or two ago

I made a mark on the board and went to my room

"Dear Dark,

As agreed, waiting for you at the appointed time in the morning, the weapons will be given on the spot, do not be late, and in the anger i can confuse the target

Your keeper of the loot "

I took a photo of the board for the photo archive.

At the disco it was sad. In vain we Margo put their most beautiful dress and high heels. In addition to the three of us sat in the restaurant ten couples on the dance floor five or six people. Acquainted no one dared, so "Let's tear off" quickly turned into a "Let's sit down, what do you pour?"

In the far corner sat a couple of Mercedes, they quarreled, we heard snippets of phrases.

Maksim:– Why are we stuck in this hole? You wanted to build our relationship and not found a better place than this Cave with rural disco?

Martha:– Maxim, calm down, look back at us. What's wrong is that I wanted to save our marriage? I recommend this place, and I, like you did not expect that we will be cut off from civilization by a high fence, but tell me honestly, whether we're on a beach somewhere in the ocean, our relationship would have been easier to save?

Maksim:– You know perfectly well that our marriage is only on paper, we have not sleep together anymore, and you have not given birth to me baby, why continue this farce? – he hissed angrily

Martha:– You did not want children! Several times, I had an abortion, because you said that we will sooner or financial crisis has put us on the brink of bankruptcy. You find a lot of reasons why is not the time, and now, when I can not bear you do complain?

Maksim:– Martha, you're a million times acted in spite of my requests. We chosen the house from those that liked you, not me, and bought a fur coat in the same year in which the crisis broke out, so why is the issue of child you listened to my doubts? – a man threw up his hands, again raising his voice

Martha:– Because the house and a fur coat can be sold if you are so annoying, but what to do with the child, which you do not want? – she crying- why again raise this issue? I can not change the past, and no longer of an age to have a baby. But you agreed to go, it means that our couple still have a chance?

Maksim:– Martha, I confess to you. – he leaned across the table, but we heard he hissed – I agreed to go to discuss our divorce in a quiet environment, but you did not hear me.

The rest of the dialogue drowned out by loud music.

I lasted up to twelve and went to my room referring to, and what we need to get up early to catch the eight in the morning. Legs ached, the mood was not particularly happy, but I went to my room, breathed in the smell of wood, fell into a soft bed and quickly fell asleep.

Morning smelled amazing. A bit sleepy, I got out to the street, fresh air and cheer filled the lungs with happiness. Forest smell dizzy and cause euphoria. Rare villagers slept, houses slightly bundled up in the morning mist. Birds were talking about something . I am not a sport, but before shooting decided to run a little.

As a result, the site arrived breathless (if twenty kilometers overcome instead of a couple), tired (after all, the sliding speed of fingers on keyboard at me somewhat higher than the shoes on the gravel) and all alone.

Waking coach, again slept on a cot, went to utility room to choose my bow.

Anna:– Tell me, you are always so few guests? – I did not know how to choose a weapon, so trusted coach.

Andrew:– Well, it do not Turkey with their sea and All inclusive. Lovers relax in nature is somewhat smaller, and those among them who are willing to give up the benefits of civilization telephony, TV even less. When we say that you can only hunt outside territory – the last run away. So there are resting desperate romance, stars and policies that are tired of the public attention, fans of fishing or an evening around the campfire with a guitar, well, more lovers that are hidden from the built-in navigation of their wives, now know it is a very popular feature … – he chose a crossbow and he handed it to me. – well, that you have to like

Anna:-I thought it woud be a bow you know … like in the movies.

Andrew:– For a couple of weeks would be fine enough to learn to shoot from crossbow as possible. The main thing that the hands have been trained and a sharp eye. Or you're going to look for the bow?

Anna:– No, really. Of course, this is better. Tell me, the truth of it is possible to kill a rabbit with it?

Andrew:– And the hare, and the person, if desired. That is why no hunting without examination is not allowed. Of course it is desirable to require a certificate from a psychiatrist, but here people come there to rest, they are unlikely to realize in a mental hospital to drop before departure. Oh, and here is your companion. Well, wait on the street, we'll be right back with it.

I toyed with the weapon, held it in the air, I felt that it was quite heavy, resembled from side to side, and left the crossbow with arrows on the table, went to pace the territory. The street was a little chilly.

– Anna, the first thing you should remember – leave the gun unattended strictly prohibited. And if it so happens that you can not hide it in the safe, at least always take your arrows. Agreed?

I nodded. Still, I still can not get used to that this thing is not fun and the game but a serious weapon.

From classes I was thrilled, warned that I would come to training every morning. Shoulder ached, I almost did not get to the target, but the pleasure is incomparable.

Dmitry shooted if he is in the military or in war and his slip will lead defeated the entire army. He worried if he does not hit the mark, and flight of arrows past the target – the tragedy of the century.

Andrew:– You're good for a beginner- praised by his coach. – Done this before?

Dmitriy:– From crossbow is not exactly, but I hunt frequently. Ducks, grouse.

Andrew:– Well I will be glad to see you again

Music blared loudly unusual for this place, and the bus is surprisingly almost no empty seats. Margo, as always late, and we were waiting for her at the door of public transport. The driver was not nervous, as it usually happens when a tourist on a trip late, smoked and did not even look in our direction.

We were not too prepared , in our hands is not observed the mushroom baskets or packages, backpacks behind.

Margo ran up the path and unlike us on her head a cap, jacket on shoulders, behind a small backpack.

Margarita: – Did you take a knife ? – she shouted, catching her breath, stopped beside us.

Dmitriy: – No, we do prefer crossbows now, remember? – joked Dmitry

Anna: – Climb on the bus, we leave – we hastened

Margarita: We passed on the last places to sit. Margo took off cap, pulled back in a backpack and prepared the camera.

– What, you're not prepared! – she said, where are your sandwiches, blanket to spread out a picnic? You seem to have gone to inspect the Coliseum, not in the woods.

Dmitriy: – We'll borrow it all from you – he pushed her shoulder lightly.

Margarita:Uplifting music, people that talked, create a sense of the holiday. The only thing that slightly spoiled the impression – I was seasick, and this transport speed is poor.

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