От Тэда
Hello my sleepy girl,
Everything here is okay… of course everything would be so much better if you were here. In your last e-mail you wrote, "I hope we will love each other all our life." "I look forward to have with you happy life together!" I feel exactly the same, my love. I want very much that we will love each other always, care about each other, respect and be kind to one another and be patient with each other. I do love you and respect you and I promise that I will be kind to you and patient with you and even when we argue I will remember to be reasonable and quick to forgive and forget. I don't know what I promised in the Russian vows but these are my promises to you.
Write me when you can.
I miss you.
All my love and tender kisses are saved for you!!!!
Ted От Лены
Goodmorning my sweet!
I also miss you very much and I believe we will be soon together.
I hope our trip will be good but with you it was much better. To night when we with Alena went through place where we ate meat with you, close to the real station.. on night when we went to my mom.. remember?…I said "it was so funny to eat meat" and Alena said " it was so because Ted was with us and he made good mood for us"
I love you very much and I am thinking about you all the time. I love you my wonderfull husband! I am happy to be your wife!
I hope to see you online this morning.
I kiss you.
Yours Nichka
P.S.
Ted I ask you one thing. I sent you one writing in english. It was wrotten by russians. This text from Oleg's work. He asked me to correct on right english. Please do that I think it will not take much of you time. Thanks my Love!
3 июля 2000 г. 19:50
Дома было непривычно тихо, хотя дети были и одни — Лена в последний раз ушла по магазинам. Никто не шумел и не ссорился из-за домашнего компьютера.
Олег не стал раздеваться.
— Ребятишки, — позвал он с порога. — Надо бы к бабушке сходить. Попрощаться.
— Конечно надо, — хором согласились они и быстро и послушно оделись — без обычной толкотни в коридоре и шума.
Также молча прошли по улице те пятьсот метров, что отделяли их от бабушкиного дома, ощущая какую-то необъяснимую неловкость.
И выйдя из лифта дети вопреки обыкновению не стали толкаться возле бабушкиной двери, споря, кто первый позвонит, а встали тихо, оставляя право нажать на звонок ему.
Открыла мать. Неловко улыбнувшись, посторонилась.
— Ну здравствуйте, путешественники, — сказала она. — Проходите.
