We got to the airport quickly, as soon as we entered the building, my brother took my suitcases and rushed off somewhere with the documents. And I, walking with Martha through the building and examining it, out of the corner of my eye noted the interested glances of the men that they threw in my direction.Someone looked surreptitiously, casting a barely noticeable glance, while someone looked frankly, and I terribly did not like all this attention. Well, I'm not used to being looked at!I wanted to hide in some far corner and sit there before departure, and I was terribly worried about the upcoming flight. But Martha had a completely different opinion, forcing me to walk and constantly commenting on men's views, while laughing quietly.At first, listening to her phrases, I smiled embarrassedly, but with every minute, irritation grew both at this aimless promenade and at the men's looks, which, as it turned out, were not at all pleasing, but the look of only one man was needed, which
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