My mother told me. I am 18 years old, I live in a small town, I finish 1 course, the USSR has just collapsed. That evening, my mother is alone at home, there is a bell at the door. In front of the door is a middle-aged woman with an evil face. He holds the hand of a 16-year-old girl with a clearly noticeable stomach, all pointed, eyes to the floor.

Mom grabs the heart, the breath sparred, in the head immediately the thought about me - "I jumped!!!"

The Woman – Health! Jennie lives here?? to

Mom dyes for a second, exhales, and, not believing her happiness, answers: - No!!! The woman lives on the upper floor!