My Dear Bitch. V#1 Bride

Margie Fillin

A novel “My Dear Bitch” consists of 2 volumes. Volume #1 called “Bride” and tells about the search for a “foreign” groom by a pretty, but divorced Russian woman. Through the Internet and in alive. Sensationally frank expressions and reasoning will not leave indifferent neither men, nor women. All names in the book are fictitious.

My Dear Bitch

V#1 Bride

Margie Fillin

Editor / Publisher Oleg Lubske

Photographer Ann Water

© Margie Fillin, 2019

ISBNВ 978-5-4493-4633-9 (С‚. 1)

ISBNВ 978-5-4493-4634-6

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1. Rain, rain…

Rainy St. Petersburg. Photo by Pexels.com

It was aВ wonderful rainy day inВ July inВ St. Petersburg, very nice and mysterious. July is usually the warmest month inВ the city, and even night-time temperatures are so pleasant.

IВ looked out ofВ the window from the 16

floor ofВ my apartment toВ admire the sunset.

Grey clouds as a cover partially shadowed the sun rays, the sun peeped out from behind the clouds. I could see glittering golden spires and domes of some St. Petersburg’s cathedrals.

The bird’s-eye view of the city was so impressive, that in a moment I felt like flying.

One more week ended at work, and IВ enjoyed so long-expected Friday evening at home.

– Pretty soon the Fridays and weekends will not be long-awaited anymore, as all days will become the days-off for me, – I thought.

This was out of my plans, but such ingenious solution had been already found (and applied) by the higher-ups of the corporation I was with for ages. My bosses came to the decision that everyone should understand and accept wise policy of the company, which in the end was to be the answer to the company’s difficulties, just for the sake of its prosperity. As per our bosses, the reorganization of the company was inevitability, and it could be a brand-new start for the better future.

I took a clear view of the situation but I couldn’t understand if indeed the fact of “termination of the employment contract” and layoff would be good for me.

– Not as I would like it to be, but in that case… – I thought, – … the best thing for me is to remain optimistic. Let the loss of the job will be my own jump into the future, succession of events and new incredible adventures!

I sat down in the soft armchair in front of my favorite pinewood desk in my son’s room. We used to call it “Nursery” and later it was renamed into “Youthful room”. Have you ever heard about the room being named like that? Suddenly the phone rang.

– Hello, – I quickly answered. – Hi Eagle! Where are you now? Ok. Ok. I understand. Well, then till midnight… Sure, we’ll have late dinner together… Of course I’ll be waiting for you… No, I’m not going to go to bed… Yes, right. No jokes. OK. Take care, Slava. Thank you for calling. See you soon, my dear boy, bye-bye!

My son wanted to stay longer with his friends, and I didn’t mind. Of course, I was missing him, but that Friday evening his lateness wasn’t bad for me. I could start job searching without any rush, so I quietly turned on the computer.

But what a drag it is to look for a job in the net! Could one really find anything worthy there? I would and would not, but I had to solve the job problem, and the net is one of the ways to do this. Everything was ready and in place. I’ve brought my favorite silver tray with seedless grape on the plate, vanilla ice-cream in the glass and a tiny porcelain cup of fresh brewed coffee with cinnamon. In a minute or so I saw my playful cat at the door, in few seconds he jumped up on my knees.

– Felix, my sweetie, do you miss me? Would you like to join me and eat some grapes or do you prefer ice-cream?

I couldn’t help but petting my red long-haired beautiful cat.

– Here you are! – I gave him some grapes.

Believe or not, but Felix ate grapes and never refused the ice-cream. So … “Let’s start, Felix”, and I b