– Yes, what is it? He appeared again in the morning and immediately fell asleep, – Isabella looked at her husband, who had already fallen asleep. She went to the hanger in the corridor, ran her hand over her husband’s shirt: “I’m sweating. What does it mean? He has a mistress, maybe even more than one. How do I know if he is cheating or not? Oh, I have an idea!

“Yes, what is it? He appeared again in the morning and immediately fell asleep. He didn’t explain anything, just smiles.”

Isabella looked at her husband who had already fallen asleep. She looked at the alarm clock – she had to get up for work. She went to the hanger in the corridor, ran her hand over her husband’s shirt:

“You’re sweating. What does it mean?” – she took his bag of dirty laundry, went into the bathroom, where another set of dirty laundry was on the washing machine – “He works the second shift. Then he washes in the factory shower and goes somewhere. And so for the second month. He does not answer anything, just smiles mysteriously.”

She started to get ready for work, but the doubts that were growing stronger every day did not leave her:

“He has a mistress, maybe even more than one. Women’s names are constantly flashing in his e-mail. He says: friends from literary sites. The writer is unhappy! Nobody pays money for your stories anyway. You only promise: “When I earn money, we’ll go to the sea”. We will never go there. But I want to! I have never been to the sea. How do I know if he is cheating or not? Oh, I have an idea!”

***

Isabella has been working for about a year as a programmer in a huge advertising agency. She had plenty of free time. Having just greeted her friends and listened to the compliments of her male colleagues, she approached her new friend Doris:

– Listen, Doris, I have a favor to ask you! Write my husband an e-mail saying that I like your literary works. I want to get acquainted…

– Doris was looking for her one and only and her eyes lit up at her friend’s suggestion.

– I want to give him a little test.

– Do you think he will answer me?

– If you write under my dictation, he will.

– Come on! – The friend didn’t seem to mind a little fling.

***

“Twelve o’clock, time to get up. I’m so sleepy. Today is the last day I will work at the factory and on vacation. And the last day of part-time work. Tomorrow I will buy vouchers and my beloved Isabella and I will go to the sea. I’m going to sit at the computer for a while”.

I turned on the kettle, quickly washed my face, and in ten minutes with a mug of tea and sandwiches I was looking through the mail:

“Who is this Doris?”.

He did not have time to look through the letter, and the second letter came from a stranger:

“She seems to be sitting at the computer and waiting. If she is waiting, I will have to write more.”

***

– Yes, he answered again! – Isabella bit her lips.

– “And what to do now?” – a cunning light flashed in her friend’s eyes.

– Doris, make an appointment with him! Listen to the plan…

***

Donald was already getting ready for work. But before turning off the computer, he looked through the mail. Another email from Doris.

“I know that we live in the same city. Let’s meet! I will wait for you tomorrow on Saturday on the square, near the cinema at one o’clock. We will just get acquainted and that’s all. If you don’t want to continue our acquaintance, we’ll leave right away. I want to see what you are like. Even if you don’t come, I’ll still be waiting!”

He turned off the computer and went to work, but the thought of the last letter did not give him peace:

“That’s all I needed. Especially tomorrow and, especially, at one o’clock in the afternoon. I have more important things to do at this time. Although, I would not have gone on this date at any other time. I should answer her right away. Oh, I have an idea! She doesn’t know what I look like, and I don’t know what she looks like. But I write mysteries and she seems to love them. So she’s sure I’ll recognize her right away. Let’s do this.”

He pulled out his phone:

– Hello, namesake!

– Hello! I need advice again!” – the voice of a friend who works in the police sounded.

– No, this is different. I have a date with a girl.

– What?! You have a date? You never cheat on your Isabella!

– Donald, listen to me! She’s never seen me, and I’ve never seen her either. The date is tomorrow at one o’clock in the afternoon at the square, near the cinema. Take the stairs for me!

– Auntie, are you serious?

– Tomorrow’s the day off!

– I don’t know! – it seems that the senior lieutenant is interested in this idea.

– Donald, it’s a deal.

– How will I recognize her?

– I have no idea. We met by e-mail. All I know is her name is Doris. Donald, you’re the detective. You can figure it out, right?

– Okay. And if I like her?

– You’ll marry her, – my friend said ironically. – It’s high time you did.

– Okay, I’ll go!

– I’m off! Isabella, I’m going to surprise you. We’ll go to the sea with her.

– You’ve been working for two months for this?

– For this. Okay, I’m off.

***

Donald came home in the morning. He kissed his wife and immediately fell asleep. First, he was terribly tired. Secondly, today the money for his part-time job was transferred to his bank card. And today he will buy a voucher to the sea for two. How happy she will be…

***

I woke up at twelve. I washed my face quickly. Went into the kitchen. I kissed my wife. Quickly drank coffee:

– “I’ll be gone for a couple of hours!” he said happily.

Perhaps too happily. His wife curled her lips for some reason. But Donald did not pay attention to it. He just imagined what would happen in two hours.

How far his imagination was from reality!

***

Donald came to the date instead of his friend half an hour before the appointed time. He easily recognized this Doris. After all, she had been working in the police for two years.

“Oh, you can spend all day with her. One thing confuses me – she is blonde. And for a serious relationship… Although blondes can be smart. I need to buy some flowers. There’s a kiosk.”

I went inside. So many flowers!

– Can I help you? – An old woman approached him.

– Sure.

– For your girlfriend?

– Yes.

– Is this your first date?

– How did you guess?

– I’ve been selling flowers for years, – the woman smiled. – What do you want to say with your bouquet?

– I don’t know. I don’t even know her, – he nodded to the window – There she is.

For some reason, the seller laughed, but her face immediately became businesslike:

– Take five pieces of these pale purple roses, – she selected the most beautiful ones, – They have no thorns.

– And what does it mean?

– Love at first sight. If, of course, your stranger understands this.

– Thank you! – I handed over the money.

***

– Isabella, yours walked around me for a few minutes, but did not come close. Now he went to the flower stand and is choosing flowers.

– Well, I will arrange it for him, – the wife of another Donald said through her teeth.

– That’s it! Come on! He’s coming to me.

Isabella bit her lip and touched the inscription “beloved” with her finger. The melody of the phone started playing in the bedroom.

– He forgot his phone!

***

– Hi, Doris! – He held out the bouquet. – This is for you.

– Hi! – she looked at the flowers carefully. – I didn’t expect it.

– What do you mean?

– A bouquet that says love at first sight…

– And why not? – said Donald and at the same time thought.

– And what are our plans for today? – The girl immediately turned the conversation to another topic.

– For now, a walk around the city.

– And what will happen “later”?

– “Later” will be if we like each other.

– Let’s go! – And she boldly took him by the arm.

– Doris, you like detective stories, don’t you?

– Yes, yours!

Donald shook his head, smiled:

– Just now a new plot came to my mind, very confusing. If something is wrong, you will tell me. Okay?

– I agree, – the girl nodded her head.

– There was once a young man who loved his wife very much. And he decided to make her a surprise, to buy a voucher to the sea. It was a long-standing dream of his wife. But this requires money. And this man began to work at night. In the second shift he worked at the factory, and at night in another company. He was terribly tired, but he had a good dream.

Donald looked at his own. It was thoughtful, a smile appeared on his face, as if he was trying to solve this detective.

– But his wife, who also loved him very much, began to have doubts. Where does her husband disappear at night? She decided to arrange a test for her husband. Her husband, to some extent, is a writer. And so his wife persuaded her friend to make a date with her husband. They had become friends recently. And she had never seen her husband. But she agreed. She was still single, and decided, why not have fun.

– Oh! – Donald’s companion exclaimed and boldly looked him in the eyes. – And I have a further development of this plot in my head.

– Interesting! – he exclaimed. – Can you share it?

– “With pleasure!” – a cunning light flashed in her eyes. “And the husband of this jealous woman, indeed, loved his wife, but fell into the net of these adventurers. And as your hero is a master of the detective genre, he offered to go on this date to his friend. Moreover, they even had the same names.

– Doris, I’m sorry, I’ll finish this story for you later, – he nodded his head, – There’s Donald running joyfully to the entrance, not knowing what awaits him. Let’s run to save him!

***

Happy Donald ran into his apartment, and almost tripped over a huge bag. His wife came out of the room:

– “I packed a bag for you. Take it, and I don’t want to see you here anymore, tears poured from her eyes.

– Isabella, what are you doing?

– Go, I said! – the woman screamed hysterically.

And then the door opened with a noise. Their friends ran in. Doris rushed to her friend, hugged her:

– Isabella, calm down! The test is over.

– What? – She didn’t understand.

– You and I are to blame for everything, – her friend laughed. – However, these young people decided to play their own game.

– Why? – Isabella asked in a trembling voice, looking her husband in the eyes.

– Isabella, I wanted to surprise you. Here are vouchers to the sea.

– Donald, forgive me! – and threw her arms around his neck.

– Well, we probably have nothing to do here, – Doris sighed, and pulled her companion by the sleeve.

***

When they got outside, Doris said with a smile:

– Donald, you wanted to prove to me the end of your detective story:

He hugged her lightly and kissed her.

– О! I like this plot twist, – the woman said happily.

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– Yes, what is it? He appeared again in the morning and immediately fell asleep, – Isabella looked at her husband, who had already fallen asleep. She went to the hanger in the corridor, ran her hand over her husband’s shirt: “I’m sweating. What does it mean? He has a mistress, maybe even more than one. How do I know if he is cheating or not? Oh, I have an idea!