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Anyway, that was just a bunch of words.
– You just don’t think I’m imposing on you,” she said.
– It’s just that I’m used to having everything I need always ready to give me.
I knew it when I first saw you.
I like you.
And I want to be with you.
I don’t disgust you?
– Of course not.
He hugged her gently and held her close to him.
– You really don’t mind?
– No, really.
She lifted her face to his.
Her lips were soft.
Her name was Katya.
They kissed and kissed and kissed.
And neither of them thought this could happen.
They just didn’t know how to think at that moment.
They just loved each other.
Then they started living together.
They put a picture of Misha on the table.
Natasha smiled, not taking her eyes off him.
She thought that Misha was now with her forever.
That he would never leave.
She kept waiting for him to come home and tell her something.
Or call her.
Or at least stop by for a minute.
She waited for him to show up every hour, every minute, every moment.
She didn’t care what was wrong with him, she just wanted him there.
She waited for him to come, to hug him, to kiss him, to show him how glad she was to have him home.
When he was around, all her feelings were only about him.
He was everything to her: the world, destiny, life.
She loved him with all her heart, all her soul, all she had.
She loved him with all her being.
She loved him more than anything in the world.
But… she didn’t know what was going on with him.
He’d say he loved her, that he’d never leave her, and then he’d disappear for weeks, disappear for months.
And she always found him.
He would appear unexpectedly, as in novels, or, conversely, she could never see him.
He would appear as if from under the earth when she least expected it.
And then he would disappear and never show up again.
And then one day she killed him.
She killed him because she didn’t know what to do with him.
She had nowhere to put him.
He was her husband.
She was his wife.
He was her husband in New York.
He was her husband in Boston.
He was her husband in Long Island.
He was her husband everywhere.
He was her husband…
And then he disappeared.
She couldn’t find him in any of the places they’d been together.
She couldn’t find him in his apartment or in her heart.
She was told her husband had been murdered.
But the police couldn’t find the slightest confirmation of that.
What had really happened?
Why did he do it?
And how would she go on without him?
He had been her husband on Long Island.
He was her husband…
And then he was gone.