When I was just over 20, I had to live in the raion, the apartment in the panel was removed. One cold winter morning I went out early to warm up the car and clean the snow. Morning, winter, cold, frost -10-15 A couple of such drunk-blind local residents go by, he and she, both aged 50-60, already drunk (7 am! ) is Both swimming, she has blue eyes on both. They argue, they don’t share. At some point, a man knocks his grandmother in the ear. She falls on her back and no longer moves... The man quietly leaves.

I stand, what do I do? I don’t want to get in touch with this drunk. But the grandmother lies on the snow, does not move, maybe the pebble has thrown away, and if not, it will freeze.

I approach her, I look at her eyes as if opened, lying in the sky looking. I say :

A woman, a woman! How about self-esteem?

Continuing to lie, she focuses on me with a dim look, looks at me, then barely stands up and answers, shaking:

I do not meet in the street. - and while I was shaking from such a turn, he adds: - You are still green, it may be hard to believe, but I am long over thirty!