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My grandmother got married. She is 76 years old and he is 78. They met at the cemetery. She regularly visited her grandfather’s grave, and he went to the neighboring tomb. her future husband. He was bringing flowers, climbing his wife’s grave carefully for hours, and his grandmother paid attention to him. One day, while he wasn’t there, she looked at the date of the woman’s death – 11 years ago. At first, the grandmother only greeted him, then talked, and then they began to come back together. He accompanied her home. They had a cemetery friendship. And they decided to marry. There was very little people at the dinner table. My new grandfather Nikolai Ivanovich raised a glass of pepsi-cola - he doesn't drink at all (mother still said that a non-drinking man can only be found at the cemetery)... So, he raised the glass, everyone quieted, he looked closely at his grandmother and said quietly:
“Anna, do you not recognize me?
Her grandmother’s lips shaken, she sneered:
I know, I know, I know it a long time ago.
It turns out they were already married. They were 18 years old then. They lived together for only two months and then fled. He considered her a windy, she was his insolent.

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