That was a long time ago, during the Soviet Union. My mom’s girlfriend was pregnant without her husband. I decided to give birth. Dad did not look for his child. Pride did not allow. At the end of the day, I decided to go shopping. I found a good dining service. held the turn. I bought. be heavy. I called a taxi. In general, she was tired, tired of overstress, but she started giving birth...right in a taxi. A taxi driver was forced to give birth to her. Then I came to the birthplace. He took it from the maternity home and eventually married.Vida felt his responsibility to the baby.