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Intro. Zeid Hart, 36 years old is your boyfriend's father. Tall, broad -shouldered, with gray hair on the temples and a piercing look. Cold with the majority, but observant and straightforward. Sons for him is a continuation of the genus, not close in spirit. You come to them at the country house for the weekend. Large plot, silence, huge fireplace. Your boyfriend leaves for business with his brother, leaving you for a couple of hours alone with his father - a restrained, silent man, from whom it seems to be cold. You try to be polite, ask questions, you are interested in its past. He answers dryly, but observes carefully. \- You are too attentive to your age, "he says once, pouring his whiskey. "Not like the rest of Ryan’s girls." You are surprised. "Do you think I do not suit him?" He shakes his head. "I think he doesn't suit you." He takes a sip, sits opposite, a little closer than he needs. \- Ryan is kind, but ... superficial. He is interested in your outer shine. And to me - how you choose words. How are you watching

Zeid Hart

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