Cake basket – MK

Continuation

She. These are our linen… Our sheets… Why is someone rummaging through them?

He. Because that’s how you act. You give me a reason.

She. Jealous people don’t need a reason. Enough jealousy that boils in him.

He. No reason to be jealous?

She. Jealousy is a willingness to lose, an a priori recognition of defeat and one’s inferiority. Why are you rattling your tongue about you and me?

He. Do you think I’m a talker? Loser?

She. Are you going to ask every minute where I’ve been?

He. Yes, every minute.

She. This is where love ends.

Explanation

He. Your daughter looks at me askance. And she’s a slut.

She. It just misunderstands a lot. Make sure that there are no wrinkles on the clothes. This is a sign of beauty for her. The sleeve should be exactly to the wrist, you can not pull it up higher. She loves scarves, scarves, hats, puts one on top of the other. She seems beautiful.

He. Adopted the tastes of her father and your husband.

She. So what? I don’t take reproach. Get used to picking on. Children are like monkeys. Her kindergarten is next to the cemetery. Every day he sees pious old women in headscarves. We ran to the departing bus, managed to do it, my daughter crossed herself and said: “Thank God, we got in.” And, of course, there are such people everywhere, some type stuck in and raised a hubbub: “Disgraceful, you bring up children in superstition!” But no, to think about where to build a kindergarten. Funeral every day. Girls and boys make a bet: which coffins will be brought more – expensive, polished, upholstered, or cheap.

Confession

He. I’m ashamed of myself. The way my shoes get trampled. The one that brushes my teeth. I’m not ashamed of you. You managed to make it so that you stopped being shy. But I don’t know how to adjust to your daughter.

She. You just want me to stay with him. It is more comfortable. You didn’t sacrifice anything for me, your usual way of life is dearer to you.

He. I am that I am. Unskillful, insolvent and failed. Hope you support. He swung open before you, revealed what he was afraid to admit to himself, splashed out his secret oddities and wildness. It was scary: I went nowhere from a guaranteed income, showed disobedience, unjustified. This is punished. Everyone has lost interest in me. I didn’t know if I could survive, win that fight.

She. Acted like a boy. Ran away. From work troubles. And from me.

He. You cheated on me.

She. So what? A man must fight for a woman. Constantly fight. Everything in life has to be fought for.

He. Even if you’re not faithful? If you make it clear that I’m zero! Let’s say I would close my eyes… I pretended not to notice your infidelity. And again I would expect betrayal at any moment …

She. Maybe what I say is cruel, but you can’t keep a woman on a leash. You always want to change – out of boredom, out of interest to find out how it happens with others, out of resentment if the boyfriend is not worthy of her love.

He. Who was he, about whom did you lie about not sleeping with him?

She. Boss. Middle hand. A lot depended on him.

He. Better option than me? Did you find what you were looking for?

She. Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes.

He. Why then a sheepskin?

She. She raised her daughter with no husband, she had to do everything herself. You don’t want my child. Daughter is the meaning of life. Playing with her, adjusting the duvet in the middle of the night on her bed…

He. Men, flirting with you, said: “Beautiful mother.”

She. Again. And jealous of the child. I wanted to be your wife. But I did not allow myself. The fact that he left his wife does not mean anything. Find a young girl and marry again, you will come to me when you find time. Get married. And it will be easier for me.

He. You say that because you don’t care about me.

She. Why am I meeting with you then?

Career

He. The Academician trembles when he looks at me.

She. From fear or hatred?

He. From both. Before hatred hid. I tell him: we need to go on an expedition. They approved the plan for ten years ahead. And he: “There is no money even for next year.”

She. He took you to the institute, I should be grateful to him.

He. You can’t be grateful all your life. And out of gratitude go to the deal. When I hinted that I should marry his daughter, I sent the fool away.

She. I don’t get it: why don’t you marry her?

He. Enough lies. At work. In society. In the global world.

She. Where is the logic? It’s like in a joke when a husband finds his wife with her lover and says: “Maybe you’ll also smoke?” You did everything, everything contrary to conscience, and at the last step you stalled – for reasons of principle.

He. He made compromises, but paid off, got even with his obligations. Now I don’t owe anyone. I can speak and act as I see fit. But I owe. Underpaid wages, unfulfilled ambitions, more spacious living conditions. My boss undertook to cut the truth at the meeting – they did not understand him. He has an iconostasis of awards – to the full chest. Personal car. Overhead salary. Everyone must, must, tied. And suddenly started to moralize.

She. You are little different. If it is smeared, you will not become clean, there is no turning back. You won’t wash until the end. If you don’t want to, don’t marry for convenience, but don’t ascribe unimaginable virtues to yourself, don’t talk about local honesty as a feat.

He. I am sincere with you. I sincerely call you down the aisle.

She. I foresee: luck awaits. Throw an academician off the ship of modernity… But it’s better not to throw him off. Succeed in isolation from him. It’s real. As for me… I try to look at life soberly. What are my prospects? I will vegetate. And you visit. Occasionally. In a nursing home. Bring sweets and cakes. I have a sweet tooth. By the way, in vain I paid last time for a taxi. Take the money.

He. When I am in need in my old age, you will give it back. And then: what if we end up in the same almshouse? Amazing coincidences happen!

Parting

She. What’s up?

He. Gradually passes. Bah, do you read Polish?

She. I bought a Polish dictionary and am studying it.

He. I caught up. Is that why the daughter doesn’t show her eyes? Leaving? With husband? To Warsaw? They don’t take you?

She. Reckless young people. Remember us with you. And the ship of modernity.

Return

She. Have you met anyone in my absence?

He. Institute love called. With her in the fifth year, he had a dizzying romance.

She. Couldn’t refuse? Touching: make a date, hug…

He. Don’t push it.

She. You are savoring it.

He. We agreed. Near the park. As once… I waited. And he noticed: an elderly woman does not dare to approach.

She. So changed?

He. It is better not to leave for a long time. At a certain age. That is why I occasionally remind you of my existence.

She. Will you ever stop recognizing me?

He. I about myself. I’ll curl up. And take me for your husband.

She. Leave his gray hair alone.

He. Right. Takes his.

penultimate touch

She (unloads gifts from the bag). I prepared for your pressure: pilaf with squid, baked apples, mackerel … Pie … From oatmeal. Couldn’t get it… And suddenly – lucky. The store opposite.

He. Too much with a pie. Because…

She. A basket of cakes? Crazy! Touched. Crazy spending!

He. How much wasted and wasted! Do not replenish with any baskets. What fools we were!

She. Stupidity is a sign of happiness.

He. Shall we learn another one? So many have been made!

She. Can. Throw cakes off the ship of modernity. Because sweets are still forbidden.

He. Don’t care about taboo!

She. Remain the same boy.

He. And I didn’t forget. About jealousy.

She. Now, on a desert island, she is especially exciting…