There is a troubled neighbor in our house. Struggling with everyone. Reasons for a million.
And here I go out with my daughter from the apartment - and she comes to us with a smile,
With questions, with stories.

We talked, said goodbye, I watched - my daughter's eyes - like peppers.
I: What about shock? It was just about half an hour ago "".
The daughter:?? to
I: Yes, I just listened to her "trump" for a long time.
(and myself the day before being a little under the shower just long with a smile)
I listened to her stories "about a difficult life, about JEK and a neighbor - alkasha")
What did she bubble about?
I: No serious thing, no nonsense, but why you?
Daughter (literally): I will also be an old grandmother someday, and I will have to cut the chips.