Lusy. Short Stories

By Nataly Nametle

Easy reading. Short and very short stories about young Russian lady.
She lives in Moscow. She couldn’t pretend well enough to be mature, tolerant and proper. Her life is full of surprises. You’ll never be bored with this girl!

• Language: English
• Publisher: XinXii
• Release date: Feb 24, 2014
• ISBN: 9783957036759

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Lusy’s essentials

Author – Nataly Nametle

Illustrations – Marina Mikhalskaya

Translator – Nata Klimovich

Redactor – Maxim Juravlev

Proofreader – Paris Walker

Copyright © – Alex Titenkov, 2013

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This book is a work of fiction. All incidents, dialogue, and characters are products of author’s imagination and are not to be considered as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Easy reading. Short and very short stories about young Russian lady.

She lives in Moscow. She couldn’t pretend well enough to be mature, tolerant and proper. Her life is full of surprises. You’ll never be bored with this girl!

Table of Contents

Lucy’s scenario

Lucy and new neighbor

12-th floor

Lucy in NY

Lucy’s China trip

British boyfriend

Feeling blue

Driving school

May be it’s time?

Caucasian Switzerland

Learning to fly

Lucy’s scenario

Lucy was a girl with no aim or direction in life. All her girlfriends thought so. She was a good-natured person, and had plenty of girlfriends, only no one wanted to be around her in her unfocused state of being. She's never had any beaus, although men are attracted to her body and cute face – that is, until she starts acting weird…and then they just take off and make sure they are as far away from Lucy as possible. 

What do you expect? For example, Lucy goes down to the subway. People around her are either sleepy, bored, or bristling and bitchy. Pushing and shoving each other. So Lucy begins to feel all ticklish inside and she feels like she has to let it out. So she begins to harp on a tune: All my life I’ve been living in orphanageeees… or  From behind the iiiiisland into the midstreeeeam…. People freak out, and her acquaintances immediately pretend not to know Lucy at all. You should have seen her walking on top of the railing of the bridge! People were squealing Help! Police! Somebody help! everywhere, and she was balancing on the railing, and then – hop! – she goes down, but not from the bridge of course, but onto the bridge, onto the asphalt. Or she starts cleverly mimicking the lap dog barking viciously in the street, which brings the unfortunate dog to a complete loss of voice and a heart attack! Or ... I don’t even want to go there! She had no aim or direction.  You get the idea.

... Here Lucy with another young admirer is coming back from the movies. Tell me, why, why did she ever take him to see the cartoon Kung Fu Panda? The guy, though, did not resist for too long, and the cartoon turned out to be rather humorous. But once they left the theater, muzzy from sitting two hours with little movement, Lucy immediately began demonstrating the kung fu techniques she had seen in the movie, accompanying them with screams – because, well, she’d been silent for two hours. (And why didn’t she think of going to see a romantic movie instead, and kissing at the very end of the movie or maybe even before that, and maybe even kissing more than once?) The young man suddenly remembered one extremely urgent and important matter and hastily said goodbye, and began to catch a taxi. Lucy continued on for a walk along the sidewalk. It wasn’t too late in the evening. There were a lot of people out. Lucy was walking and thinking deeply about whether to lose a few pounds or to buy a new pair of jeans – her old pair had become too snug, and she felt it when she was showing kung fu moves.

Suddenly Lucy heard screams near a red Daewoo parked at the curb. It was a woman around 35 years of age who was screaming. She was surrounded by several guys who were trying, Lucy saw, to snatch a handbag from her.

Lucy rushed to the noise – how could she not? She had to intervene. It is not good when a woman gets attacked. Whooping, she stormed into the crowd, but at that same moment