Intro.. ...Back Draw... ..Along Poems.. ...More Maybe he was one of the staff: or one of the hotel guests - the restaurant and bar were open here. But it could have been someone directly from family: whereas: there were many people around: which she never seen: even in a photo to this day: and now: they were her close relatives. A moment ago: he was talking in the hallway with drunk Zuzana: just then she saw him for the first time - namely she felt that way. But: when she looked at him better now (he had broad shoulders and straight back) it seemed to her: he is one of Stano's friends: who flocked to her an hour ago with flowers and first names: so she told him: yes. He had quite a nice: higher voice: and he blinked at her a little: when he bent down and helped her to stand - his tie swayed a little: and for a moment a small spot was visible under the button of his shirt. But: he did not stink at all: neither from wine: nor from sweat: and it was almost ten o'clock: and: most of the men in the room were already celebrating intensively. So you swam together: and I can't get him to the water all summer - exaggerated Mira a little: so that she could be quite sure: where to place him. :And he smiled at her again: and said: that it was she: who as a good wife: pampered her sweet boy like this. Immediately after that: he cheerfully tried to turn her around: what he might have managed: if he hadn't twisted her so hard: and: if she hadn't lost her balance in the middle of a turn. Fortunately: he was fast enough to grab her again with both hands: for otherwise: she would have fallen right between her two drunken uncles with wives: and that would have been a scandal. No romp - Mira hissed in his ear and looked where the cameraman was. Not to be: that today she had to play the role of a shining heartfelt angel: she would send him quickly to the hell: but because: she played this role today: and she had on list many worse sticky idiots today: got one more chance: and he did not waste it: on his great fortune. They danced a waltz and two tangoes together and talked about weddings: about men and so on - he wasn't a boring guy at all. :She also learned great things about Stano: that: he stuffed his swimsuit with toilet paper: and that: he was making hickeys with washing machine hose. This was nice: she was looking forward to tease Stano with it. Sometimes in the middle of the second tango: the handsome man leaned toward her (she was embarrassed to pry his name again) and asked: whether she could be kidnapped by him. Of course he promptly pointed out: that Stano had clearly explained the rule of today's strict prohibition of bride kidnapping - but it would only be a small one: symbolic: to the local night bar: and Mira said: rather not. But she hesitated for a second or two: since previously: he had managed to strum her vicious string skillfully : and it could have meant also: maybe later. Then the polka began and a big fat guy rolled from the table - Uncle Joseph - who didn't say: shall we dance? :nor: come on: nor: nothing - he just grabbed her - and turned with her: one-two - two-two away. During the chicken breast with rice and apricots: every moment someone drank: and raised the cup high for the health and happiness of the newlyweds. Stano said something to DJ: and when he sat dow: Mira nudged him: that: his father should stop drinking: and eat more: because: he will vomit only slivovitz. But he didn't react at all to her joke: he just looked at her through his eyebrow - of course - he would surely argue: that: he was only asking for a little compassion: but: Mira was crystal clear that: he behaved extremely idiotically. Oh: that's not funny anymore - She said and used her special voice: which always irritated him: but: he was quiet again: only shook his head for himself. It looked very innocent: but he knew well: how she hate it: when he shook his big head over her: as if she was some feeble-minded poor woman: and now her painful reckoning should follow :He also never owed her anything for a long time. :But today she intended to be a radiant angelic being: and that would mean embarking on a serious conflict with him - because now should follow something which would really piss him off. :For example: that he really terribly looks like his soak father. But Mira didn't say anything like that: she put her hair behind her ears twice: finished her mineral water and said to herself - there will be enough time to settle accounts with him later. :But later she forgot everything: and if the handsome guy didn't show up again: and didn't mention at the right time - what a pity: that such a beautiful bride will not be kidnapped today - not the slightest trace of it would remain. But he mentioned it at exactly the right moment - he slowly turned her very carefully in the dance: and to his gentle question - did you happen to change your mind? - she then answered: ok: let's go.Stano was also really tired. From the morning: had to play everything possible - a humble son: smiling toast-master: and iron drunkard - and he did not have the same natural talent for it as his young wife. And on top of that: the cameraman with his annoying device: which made unnatural smiles and distant eyes on everyone's faces.. To everyone: except Mira: the love of his life: who was really beautiful with her bare shoulders - but also who knew: how to piss him off like no other. ´ But mostly they had a really good time together: and they both quickly forgot: so: at his seventh sour coffee with cream: at which the world suddenly became amazing again: and an old song from Earth Wind and Fire was heard: Stano looked around suddenly: that he would like to dance a little with his snow-wife - today is the best day after all. But Mira was nowhere to be seen. He looked at his watch: it was ten past eleven: the younger years tomfooled around on the dance floor: waitresses kept taking the plates from the second dish: and his old friends athletes: who were smoking outside: emerged from the passage. :Stanley: you ugly pig - Joseph shouted. It meant: everything is spectacular: and wine works exactly as it should. Stano raised his hands: waved with fists: and turned to aunt Dana: who came to say goodbye. She was kind of pale: and said: she had to go home. He escorted her out and put her in the car to a neighbor Marek - who was doing the taxi today. They did not meet Mira anywhere: neither in the corridor: neither outside: nor in the hall she was certainly not - so he promised: that he would greet her: and that he would told everything to her: but he was thinking of something completely different - he had a pretty strong idea: that: some scumbags had kidnapped her. And she allowed it! They talked about it several times: there will be a big wedding: a lot of food: a lot of wine: we will pay for a few rooms: so everyone can have a drink: no additional expenses will be needed: Stano then repeated this to every scoundrel: who might have happy and cheerful ideas. And she obviously wasn't here anyway!! When he told his mother-in-law about his suspicion: she was very pleased - what would a wedding be without kidnapping? :and immediately loaded him into the car: also with the cameraman: let them have a nice memory. Today: Stano didn't really have the strength to resist any of this - calmly: like a sheep: he got into that car: and ran on a pilgrimage to the surrounding taverns. While driving fast through the night streets: he still thought: that: she danced longer with the man in the blue shirt. He looked like one of the staff: and Stano stayed alert briefly: but then he saw: that Mira was having a good time: and did not deal with it further. The cameraman fortunately noticed the Stano's inapplicable facial expression in time: and never got out of the car with him. He sat quietly next to him: chewing his hard chewing gum: until they stopped in front of the hotel again. All three were already convinced: that she had returned in the meantime - but no - she was still gone: and when the waitress from the nightbar said to him: yes: she was here: but after a while: she left with the tall handsome guy - so then - he became afraid.
If he wanted it: maybe it would be today without violence. And maybe he would wanted it: if he had a little more time. :And like this: he had never thought before. Anyway: this Miriam was definitely completely different from all his previous ones. Although she was in many ways a typical woman - in particular: that she was unable to resist the flattery. But now: that he knew for sure from her pursed lips - she was conscious: and in spite of everything: she continues to breathe calmly: and she doesn't move at all: she doesn't mumble: she didn't even open her eyes - there could be no doubt now: that she is truly extraordinary. But now: this her beautiful eyes: he needed open: and therefore pressed the knife a little on her neck. He suspected that there would not be what was usually there - a terribly black terrified dot in the middle of a soggy circle - but he really didn't expect the pure blue hateful calm: with which she looked at him. Now he really couldn't understand: how he could deceive this woman. How could she get into his hands?! Everything went smoothly: according to his credo: the world belongs to rude bastards. She followed him to the bar: they sat and chatted for a while: he said - he didn't feel good because of Stano and wanted to take her back. Then on the way to the hall: he ran upstairs to the bag for another pack of cigarettes: and from above he said aloud - I have never seen this in my life! :And she went again: like a typical hen: to the open door in the men's toilets: which was on the second floor: right next to the stairs. Then he had to hit her. With the speed of predatory lightning: he carried her in room: which he bought for today's starry night - laid her on the bed - tied her up: and sealed her mouth. A moment ago: they sat together in a red nightbar light: and it was seen: that: she has the sense for rude humor: which women do not have often. But he could also see her magnificent milky-pink shoulders: so it could not have turned out otherwise - only like this. He was looking into her eyes and felt: that it will not last long time. She was his own - various words were swirling in his head - bride - virgin - the right of the first night: and again bride and virgin: until it fell from him like leaves - slowly and from all sides. Since he was always very melancholic at this moment - usually took a knife or pillow: or a plastic bag and did what had already happened long before. But he wouldn't even have to look up: and he'd still know that today it will be different - even if it might not turn out well for him Simply right now: he longed for risking everything.
Shortly after one o'clock: very sad and very drunk uncle Joseph looked at the door - and howled loudly with joy - today bride - tomorrow wife - someone then quickly turned off the lights and all was well again.