He is real. A novel. Alisa Roft
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can go ashore and leave everything; I think that your new boyfriend is not sleeping yet.”
“Well, yes, and then everything we have to do is to die together on the same day in a small apartment, having grown fat with cheap food from cheap joints, I smiled to him in my thoughts. – You’d better tell me how to get more money from this “drug lord”.
“He, when he gets sniffed, turns into a ‘drug lord-philosopher’. Say his favorite expression out loud”.
– As Aldington put it, “Life is a wonderful adventure, worthy for the sake of success and failure. – I quoted when our conversation with the “drug lord” reached the topic of life philosophy.
In response, he was surprised, so to speak, gasped, uttered one exclamation with an exclamation one word, “Oh …”, but emotionally. And then added:
– This is my favorite quotation. I said, you you’re special.
“You my are special”, it’s time to ask the appropriate tip.”
– And special girls are given special tips”, I hinted.
The “drug lord” reached for a small bag lying behind him, and pulled out some two hundred-shekel bills.
“People should get married to girls like you instead of ordering for entertainment,” he laughed, his laughter was like the laughter of a man who had cracked a sad joke affecting both of us. In response, “Anna the frivolous” just beamed up with a naive condescending smile, which I already was really fed up with.
The “hero of the day” showed his generosity this night, the “drug lord” supported him, and you shouldn’t forget about the hourly pay. I could not accurately calculate the amount of money earned, but the amount appeared to be significant. Actually, I can arrange a day off tomorrow and relax on the Sabbath at last.
“It’s long overdue” my “invisible friend” supported me.
The yacht returned to the pier, no one demanded to dance and entertain the guests. I got up from the table and went to that small cabin in the bow of the yacht, where Lena and I changed clothes not so long ago. Sitting on the bed, I took the phone out of my bag and smiled happily, reading a message from Misha left a couple of hours ago:
“Hello, baby, I’ve had a hard day today, it seems that you, too, since you haven’t written anything. Shall we have lunch together tomorrow?”
To have lunch? When a guy asks you out on a day date, it is serious. I wrote back to Misha that my day would be devoted to a good sleep, and the evening to him. And when asked how he would like to spend this evening, Misha suggested going to the beach outside the city, explaining that his boss’s car would be at our disposal on Shabbat.
My “invisible friend” was right; by midnight, Misha was still awake.
I threw the phone into my bag and returned to the deck, where the party was in full swing. The presence of new girls, wearing short beautiful dresses, with perfect makeup and impeccably styled shiny hair, added it more diversity. It was not difficult to guess who they were. Whores. And how did these men of Israel use to live without these beautiful young Slavic women? In particular, the Arabs, who managed to succeed and get rich, deftly bypassing the laws, much better than the current owners of the land – the Jews.
Lena called me to dance, but all the attention of the people present switched to the whores, only the “drug lord” was still sitting at the same place at the table and continued looking at me with his glassy eyes. And I looked at him and was smiling, irradiating fake fun.
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