And in the morning, disturbing news came. Lilya and her husband died, and now little Lizochka is being sent to an orphanage. Elena understood: this was a chance to take the child. But how? She wrote the refusal herself. I have no home of my own, no family. It's like she's gone crazy. I was only thinking about Lizochka. She left a prestigious job and got a job at an orphanage to be around. I spent the day and the night with the child and delighted myself with vain hopes.

And then... Lizochka was adopted. As I did not ask for the family's address, I heard a sharp refusal. I wandered the streets of the city, exhausted, sank onto a bench and lost consciousness. When she came to, an unknown man bent over her.

– Don't worry, I'm a doctor, an ambulance is coming now.

"Don't... I don't want to live.

"Don't ever say that.

"You wouldn't understand…

– I don't know what happened with you, but believe me, I also gave up when my wife died in childbirth. But then I realized that I had to live for him," he gently nodded towards a little boy who was peacefully snoring in a stroller. – Now I'm torn between him and work, mom helps a little.

– You are happy because you have someone to love and worry about.

"Here's my number. Come to your senses and call. I see that you are a good person and could help me with my son. I'll pay you.

She didn't answer anything, but she put the piece of paper with the number in her bag.

Elena still decided to take care of someone else's boy. Seryozha became her family, though. A son. And his father was a kind, loving husband. She devoted herself to her new family. But every night, when I went to bed, I prayed to God for Lizochka.

– Mom, Dad, tomorrow we will have guests. Don't worry, and I want you to meet my girlfriend," Sergei once said.

They waited with excitement, and when a blonde beauty entered the apartment, Elena felt something turn over in her soul. The woman couldn't understand what was happening to her, she wanted to cry and hug this blue-eyed girl tightly to herself.

– Meet my Lisa, – Sergey introduced the bride.

My vision went dark. "Really? Oh my God, Lisa! No, there are so many girls with that name. It can't be that way."

She invited everyone to the table. The girl turned out to be well-mannered and pleasant. Elena finally couldn't stand it and asked:

– Lisa, where are you from, who are your parents?

– We live in the same city, and my parents are very good people, although they are not relatives. When I was little, my real mom and dad died. I was in an orphanage for a while, then I was adopted. There was no doubt that Lisa, her daughter, was sitting in front of Elena. God, I wanted to tell the truth. But the mind and the mother's heart suggested something else – just love. She stood up and hugged Lisa to her.

– Daughter, come with me to the kitchen, help me make tea.

"That's good, our mother liked the daughter–in–law," the father grinned.

We missed the wedding. Soon, the newlyweds presented their grandparents with a grandson. They called him Victor – that's what Elena asked. Many times, a mother's heart yearned to tell Lisa the truth. However, the mind stopped: "why?". And indeed, Lisa calls her mom anyway. Elena can always be there for her, loving her daughter and grandson. After the birth of her grandson, she dreamed of Vitya. He smiled and said, "What did I say – your daughter has returned to you..." Jazz and blues music collection - explore a vast collection of jazz and blues music ready for download.