“...I shouldn’t have said anything about the telegram. I didn’t think... - Don’t worry. Everything is fine. This is not from mom. This is Marat joking. He invites us to visit next week. After drinking two mugs of strong tea, I went into the bedroom and, unable to resist, kissed my sleeping wife. Then, without any effort, he soared up to the ceiling and flew out through the slightly open door of the loggia...”