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Before the white light faded, the sun briefly illuminated the red Kawasaki and the girl running towards me, ripping off her bright helmet and shaking her long black hair. Original! Someone before death sees his lived life, and I see a girl and a shining motorcycle …”
From the author
My dear readers, this is one of my first stories, so please do not judge too harshly.
Happy reading, good health and more joy in life.
Chapter 1
The working day is over, outside the windows are summer and the sun – what could be better?! I tinted my lips with gloss, winked at my reflection in the mirror and, picking up my purse, fluttered from the workplace.
Girls, have a great weekend! – wished colleagues and rushed to the exit.
– Who cares… And who at least die: on Monday there is an audit, – I heard after the obnoxious grumbling of our chief accountant Valeria Stepanovna.
Closing the door behind me, I chuckled softly. It’s good that this doesn’t concern me anymore. From today I was transferred to the logistics department. There, both the awards and the team are more interesting and younger, and in general, you want changes in life.