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The awakening was difficult. My head ached, my throat itched, my heart was lousy and, frankly, my conscience tormented me in front of Martha. There was only one desire - to wash! Scrub the skin with a washcloth to redness, wash off the sticky coating of all the emotions experienced during the day. The room was plunged into evening twilight, there was silence. From the street came the voice of Martha, talking to someone. Somehow she braided her hair and left the house.

On the street, Martha was talking to some woman, but noticing me, she quickly said goodbye to her friend and headed towards me:

- Liyushka, - she came up, looking at my face, looking into my eyes, - How are you?

- Thanks, okay. True, I really want to swim, - I croaked, my voice still broke. - Marta, I wanted to apologize for the hysteria, it turned out very inconvenient, - I did not dare to look her in the eyes. She smiled kindly.

- You are a good girl, but on the contrary, this is wonderful.

- It's great that I made all
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