Antonio appeared through the flowers in the garden, and my heart skipped a beat. For a moment I forgot that I came with my husband to visit his grandmother, who was in the hospital. Now my lover was there, and he told me he was going back to Spain. I knew what I wanted. He asked me if I was sure about it, and I kissed him. He took my hand and led me through the park. And we started walking past the street lamps, and it was getting dark. When Grigory realized I was gone, he started yelling after me. His sister and nephews rushed after him. The children were squealing, playing in the grass and their uncle went after them to restrain them. My Spanish lover helped me into the carriage. The horses neighed and we were already leaving the city center. Soon we boarded the train. We traveled to unknown, distant regions.

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This is just fiction, written for fun and to practice my English. Thanks for reading.