Golden сarriage for Cinderella. A novel about love

There were houses near the lake, these were cottages.

– Here we are.

Peter approached aВ large house, which consisted ofВ two floors and was made entirely ofВ timber.

“It’s beautiful here,” I said, looking around.

Currant and raspberry bushes grew around the house. The yard was well maintained and clearly divided byВ paths that led toВ the bathhouse, gazebo and somewhere else. AВ Chevrolet Aveo, already familiar toВ me, was parked next toВ the house.

– Tell me, who is Artyom?

– The son of my old acquaintance from Ukraine, who now lives in Moscow.

AВ good, smart guy, he is studying at the institute toВ become aВ dentist.

Peter took out aВ huge bunch ofВ keys from his slate-colored leather purse. The door was massive and closed with several locks. Turning over the keys one byВ one, Peter remembered which keys the hostess ofВ the dacha showed him toВ open this huge door. After aВ while, the door creaked open. And we immediately found ourselves inВ aВ small corridor.

The interior was chosen for the country style and was very well suited toВ the atmosphere ofВ aВ house made ofВ natural material.

There was an old gramophone inВ the center ofВ the hall, the case itself did not look shabby, but the handle for the spring factory was all rusted. Peter went up toВ him and began toВ sort out the mechanism ofВ the player. And IВ wanted toВ go around the whole house and look around. The hall on the ground floor was most likely intended for receiving guests, festive events, and there were also two sports simulators.

At the end ofВ the hall was aВ staircase leading toВ the second floor. The steps were far apart from each other, and IВ had toВ lift my leg high toВ move it toВ aВ step higher. The second floor had aВ more cozy atmosphere, it was divided into two rooms. One room was aВ bedroom with aВ wide bed, aВ wardrobe, and on the opposite wall there was aВ dressing table with aВ mirror decorated with decorative red roses.

InВ the other room there was aВ wood-burning fireplace built into the wall, decorated with ceramic tiles, and two rocking chairs. There was aВ glass coffee table between the chairs, and on it was aВ large vase with decorative fruits. The silence ofВ the house was broken byВ an ancient melody, which is now playing on the ground floor.

– Vladochka, I seem to have coped with a difficult task and launched the old technique.

– I’m coming to you.