school stays up and running. So I use money from the dead to help the living. Since nobody else is going to. In short, the Chechen is not guilty. Still, can you explain to me, an almost sane person, why that simple woman, who is not part of any scheme, testified in court that the Chechen killed the Russian officer Volodya with a knife? I know why. You can yell at me. You can laugh. But I know. - It was jealousy. - What? Jealousy, She didn't hear the boy, she lives across the street. She didn't see anything either because it was night time. At best, she saw some shadows, though I doubt it. She didn't see anything. She was convinced that it was the boy and no one else, because she wanted and was prepared to see the worst in him. Why? Jealousy. Terrible, senseless, female jealousy. Look at these photos. She showed them in court. To prove that she knew the victim. Here's a photo of them at a party. Her, the deceased, and his wife. Now here's one... ...of her, him, and someone's arm. It's his wife's arm. Why did she need to go and crop the photo so it only shows her and the deceased? Cutting out the wife. This is a photo of her dream. What happens next is very simple: A single woman, childless, who dreams of finally having her own family. She likes the man from across the street, but he's married. She writes him in Chechnya, tells him his wife's cheating. - Can I see? - Sure, here. And that she's sorry, but she couldn't keep quiet. True or not, she did write him the letter. It was jealousy. She engineered his divorce. That was it! No more obstacles. Just her and him, like the photo. All she had to do was wait for his return. The return of her beloved. And he arrives, but not alone. He's with a nasty, filthy savage monkey who can hardly speak Russian. Remember, she said she asked him what his plans were? And he just replied that he planned to live with the kid and take care of him. That was it. All her hopes, ruined. But she kept it up. Remember, she said she invited him over. With the boy. For her birthday. She made dinner, bought sweets, and a book. Later she discovered that some money was missing from next to where that poor boy was sitting. And she tried to convince him to return it. Eventually she admitted in court that she had put it somewhere else and forgot. But, at the time, she mentions the money in front of a combat vet who'd been wounded. She must have known what could happen. And did happen, of course. The man hears that the kid he considers his son is a thief. And he loses control of himself. He smacks the boy, but she's silent. And when his nose bleeds she leaps to his defense and says the boy's innocent. Or rather, he's guilty, but shouldn't be hit. Because children are weaker, you shouldn't hurt them. God! She didn't lie. She wanted to believe the murderer was the boy and no one else. Jealousy. Senseless, cruel, blind, instinctive female jealousy. That's it. Right there. She found the money later, she said so herself. I live with my son. He's twenty now, but back then, in"91 he was six. In 1990 my wife left me. She ran off with a guy from the States. The hell with her... The kid was upset, of course, but I explained that mom just went on a long trip, and that he'd see her again. My mom looked after him. I had started driving a cab, working like a dog. Didn't really think about my family. Women are no problem for a cabbie. One day... ...I started talking to this woman. Not a beauty We went out a couple of times, and she came to live with us. I didn't need much from her: Meals, laundry, take the kid to school. She seemed to like him just fine. Kolya. Little Nikolai. For the life of me, I can't remember how it started. She began to tell me things about my boy... ...that he was lazy, that he misbehaved. I call him over and ask: "Is it true?" He looks at me, smiling, ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Герой-любовник на английском - текст Ключ на английском - текст Отступники на английском - текст Тайна третьей планеты на английском - текст Звёздный Путь на английском |