“If you swear allegiance to someone, then you have no right to betray. If you promise to be loyal all your life, then now it is your duty that you cannot ignore. "

Hmm. Debt? What is this about?

Tona unfolded the cover so that you could see the author and title of the book.

“Marcus Woller. Dreams and Their Consequences ”. – read the inscription on the cover of the book.

Hmm. Clear.

Tona: I have no idea what the author was thinking, who writes about dreams in the context of devotion and fidelity. Dreams are freedom! Love! Joy! Is not it so?

Tona finished her pancakes and went to her room. She had two options for how to spend time before dinner: play video games or clean the room. She remembered her mother's words. Then the entry in the book. And she said to herself: “Debt. Let's start small. From cleaning. "

Tona said it almost out loud, and began to fold the scattered things.

Scene 3

Tona's room. She is sleeping. In her head, in a dream, a woman's voice sounds: Thought – This is the extreme point in the universe. I am the daughter of the beginning and I am the end. life – This is the extreme point in the universe I am a daughter. Start. and I am the end. time is the extreme point in the universe I am the daughter of dance and I am the song. summer – This is the extreme point in the universe. I am the daughter of the beginning and I am the daughter of the end. woman is the beginning and the end. man is the end and the beginning. music sounds both at the wedding and at the funeral. the picture hangs both in the gallery and in the house. life tends to end, And death tends to continue….

Tona opens her eyes. It turns out it's already evening. Things are scattered around – apparently she never got out. Reaching for the phone, she screamed – her hand was terribly numb. There was an email notification on the smartphone screen from an unknown address.

Tona opens her email. This is a letter from a new physics teacher. He sent a newsletter to seventh grade students to start classes in September.

Tona put her phone down and reached out. The spine crunched treacherously. The whole body ached, as often happens after an evening sleep.

She got out of bed and decided to check if her parents were at home. Tona got up, walked across the room, and went out into the corridor. The door to my father's office was ajar, the light was on, and the sounds of fingers pounding on the keys were heard from there.

Tona: Paaaap …

The father did not answer. Then Tona resolutely stepped into the office, pushing the door open with her palm. The father was wearing headphones. Radio waves were displayed on the screen of a huge monitor. Tona quietly came up from behind and hugged her father.

Tona: Papuuulya … are you still working?

Demyan Shailov took off his headphones, wiped the glasses off his glasses, and stroked his daughter's hands.

Father: Yes, kitty. Father works for the good humanity.

Tona: Great. And humanity in course? Tona chuckled.

The father grimaced. He himself was not sure that people would realize the full value of his work. There were not so many fans of his inventions. And large companies were reluctant to buy patents for his gadgets.

Tona: I don’t know dotsya. But it has

meaning at least to me.

Demian began to wipe his glasses again. Mechanically, because he was embarrassed.

Tona: Dad. And when this one finds me

TON, will I be ready for sure? What if he suddenly appears and smites me with one blow of his … what has he got there? Blaster?

Demyan carefully looked his daughter in the eyes.

Father: Tona. Omen can't find you

before you're ready. The universe has laws. And the battle between good and evil can take place only when their powers are equal.

Tona nodded in understanding.

Tona: So I will become strong? Such as strong as you?

Demyan: Yes. And even stronger. You got there inside – the father poked his fingers into the solar plexus of his daughter – the ideal atom. He is capable of developing incredible power. One has only to want it. Well … grow up.

Tona sighed: Ah, daddy. I want to be the strongest in the world. I want to fight him and win. This is my dream.

Father: Everything has its time, daughter. BUT now go wake your mom up, she just like you dozed off after dinner.

Tona obediently left her father's office and went to her mother's bedroom. Their apartment had seven rooms, and in addition to the study, the living room, and the common bedroom of the parents, each had their own room (bedroom) – Tona, her brother Anton, mother and father.

Mom lay with her eyes closed. Chopin played softly in the room. Tona immediately recognized the sounds of his piano works – his mother often listened to him, he was her favorite composer.

Tona: Maaam … get up. Dad said wake you up. Let's have supper.

Elena Shailova opened her eyes and looked at her daughter and smiled: I am no longer sleeping. Come here.

Tona ran up to her mother with pleasure and sat down next to her on the edge of the sofa.

Elena: Hug me baby.

Tona obediently hugged her mother by the neck and began kissing her face.

Tona: Maaama, how I love you with

dad! You are my favorite people in the world !!

Tona: We love you. You and Antosha

the most precious thing we have.

Tona winced: But Anton does not love me. He pushes his friends against me all the time. Beeeee…. I hate it when he does that!

Elena: Antosha is now in transition

age. As you grow up, you will become the closest people on earth. And when my dad and I are gone …

Tona: Maaama, please !!!

Elena: Okay, okay .. everything has its time. But don't offend Antoshka. He actually loves you very much. When you were little, he lulled you and sang you lullabies. And he said that he would not give you to anyone.