The Honeymoon, In A Word, A Life Is

The honeymoon, in a word, a life is more sweet the sweet! Whether it is necessary to pull this narration long? For some time we have left, that I, already married lady, has received the diploma in certainly red, without uniform for all five years. Also have offered me, itself, postgraduate study at my chair, but I have refused to general affliction: say, should follow to a place of work of the spouse. Well, all, certainly, already knew, who is my spouse and who its daddy, and the relation to me has changed. Hardly considerably, but has changed: here it what has appeared, the ninny our basic and frank - for a long time beforehand all has stopped and coolly in the networks such here the gold ingenuous guy. Means, to hold with it an ear it is necessary , for its simplicity ostentatious, and under it - true sights, even in a combination of is faultless-computer accuracy and prihvatisto-business cynicism. Also have, of course, given to me magnificent - not as to the ordinary graduate - recommendations for an employment in Moscow.