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After a short pause, Justine asked:
– And you, dear Louis?
He spoke in detail about his bitter loss prior to arriving at the bar. Having told about everything, he seemed to feel some kind of lightness and serenity fill his chest. As soon as he poured out his soul, the feeling of grief noticeably subsided.
– O-oh. Louis, I’m so sorry. My condolences.
So he met a very pleasant and sociable Frenchwoman, who had been a guest of the bar for a year and a half.
Louis was depressed. He did not want to talk to anyone and sat in his room. Just like that, waiting for the third day to come to an end, the sun will disappear behind the horizon and he will be able to leave the walls of the mysterious institution.
As time went. When a person is waiting for something, not a second escapes his attention. Sometimes time mocks a person, and patience strikes with its cruelty, not wanting to part with its prisoner and sarcastically waiting for a specific moment to come.
Louis stood in front of the window, counting down the moments before a small orange speck in the distance disappeared from view. Gradually the waiting became too tedious for him. It becomes so hard to wait when you realize how every second evaporates, and every moment passes like a hopeless eternity.
The solar disk was in no hurry to go beyond the horizon. Louis lay down on the soft bed and fell asleep.
When Louis woke up, it was already completely dark outside the window, and the bar was deserted. He went downstairs and went to the exit, bypassing the bar.
Albert wiped the glasses, peering into their transparency every couple of seconds. He called out to Louis as he passed in front of him.
– Louie?
He timidly turned around to face the bartender.
– Let me talk to you about something before you leave. It does not take a lot of time.
– Yes, of course, Louis said softly.
– Sit down – Albert pointed to a chair in front of the counter.
He threw a snow-white towel over his shoulder, placed his hands on the edges of the counter and turned to Louis:
– Before you want to leave, I would like you to know what you may need most right now. I’m sure Justine has told you a lot about what’s going on here. But I want you to know the main thing. Those three days that you spent here – no one took them away from you. There, in the outside world, those three days had indeed passed. But here life stops. During this time, you have not grown old at all. Time in my institution has no power over people and it stops for those who want to spend a day, a month, a year here. Nothing could be worse than losing your wife and children. Don’t ask me how I know everything. Just listen. Now you will return home, you will wake up with chest pain, and you will fall asleep with it. And the days you’ve been given will melt away. Your soul is filled with grief. She is full of grief. But this grief is too strong. And this feeling will not allow you to return to the world in which you lived before the tragedy seized your house. Get it right, Louis…
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