(romantic story)

This story took place in the last decade of the past century. It was an early and sunshine spring. A group of youth decided to take a walk in the woods and admired the first snowdrops. Among them there was a guy Misha. He was a real serial Romeo: charming joker and dandy, dressed in flared pants. At that time he was a rich bachelor with Lada. So the girls climbed up to him like flies to honey…

Young people sang, laughed and walked through the fresh forest… Only one girl, Vera, remained quiet and shy. She admired nature, but disregarded the pals shaggy dog story. During the chirpy walking, Misha picked up a gorgeous bouquet of snowdrops, adding more sleep-grass. The girls started quietly argued over who he would give flowers to… And he gave… to Vera. More alluring and delicious girlfriends began to rant, Vera blushed and forgot to thank. Misha looked unfazed and continued to wordplay and chuckle… Of course, he didn’t know that a few days after it his beloved sweetie would call it quits…

What is the end of this story? Nearly 30 years of marriage of Vera and Misha plus four cutie daughters, one of whom I am! The wedding gift in the form of Lada… And bouquet of dried snowdrops between the pages of yellowed photo album… Oh, these fateful snowdrops…