You should have told me from the very beginning what you were doing here and why people come to you. Then I wouldn’t be afraid of those terrible screams that I heard on the threshold of your house. Listen, dear.
Can you really cure your back? Can you help me? I’ve been suffering with this back and legs Of course I can, Anatoliy said seriously. I’ll go to the forest tomorrow morning and bring what I need. And I’ll start treating you right away.
And why go to the forest? Alevtina asked surprised. Well, how can I? She puts on her feet such troublemakers as you quickly. I’ll leave you a couple of times.
You’ll understand everything yourself. Alevtina frowned. But noticing that Anatoliy was laughing, she also laughed.
You’re old, and I believed the fool. Okay, even if it’s nettle. The main thing is to help.
Otherwise I won’t leave you. I know you won’t leave. Anatoliy Mikhailovich sighed and smiled quietly again.
I’ll cure you. I promise. Alevtina also smiled.
And looked into his kind, slightly wrinkled eyes. She was no longer afraid of her neighbor and believed him. And she also knew that he would no longer leave him here alone.
After all, he is so good. When all the passions lay down and the sounds of the hustle and bustle dissolved into the evening silence, Svetlana finally felt peace within herself. She went through a lot, but every step back was only preparation for a new way forward.
And at the same time, Anatoliy stood by the window, watching the sun set slowly. And he felt that there was no more heaviness in his heart, which had been pressing for so many years. Their paths seemed to have accidentally crossed, but it was this meeting that returned them both what they had long lost.
Faith in the future. Even if there is a bottomless swamp in life, from which it is difficult to get out, there will always be a path leading to the light. And on this path there will definitely be an olive tree.