Татьяна Олива Моралес - You don’t say! Неадаптированный рассказ для перевода с английского и русского языка с ключами. Уровни В2–С1

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Sonia, maiden name Utesova, and then Ponce de Leon, was married to a Latin American programmer named David, who was originally from faraway sunny Mexico.

Her husband, having valiantly graduated from the Peoples Friendship University with honors, got a well-paid job in a large Russian company.

It can be said that Sonya, was very lucky to have such a husband, because he doted on his sweetheart, was ready to do anything, or almost everything for her, depending on the amount of money in his bank account.

And that money was always a very limited amount, since Sonya had enormous needs – she wanted everything at once and, moreover, constantly. Sofia got used to dressing in style – she liked the most beautiful and expensive clothes.

At the same time, she bought new things for herself in the most expensive boutiques located in the center of the capital. And then she and her girlfriend went to celebrate another replenishment of the wardrobe to a trendy restaurant, which also very noticeably cost mister Ponce de Leon. Despite all of the above, the family lived in peace and marital idyll.

And once Solomonida (as so David lovingly called her) cooked dinner in the kitchen, writing a post for her blog «Everything for the Blondes» and being hung up on a phone call with a friend.

Suddenly, the Ukrainian borsch, which her husband loved so much, began to boil out of the pan directly onto a clean, brand new cooker, washed to a lovely sheen on the eve.

– Shit! – Sonechka cursed out, threw the phone on the open laptop and focused on her borsch.

After the minor kitchen troubles had been eliminated, she returned to the computer and – oh, what the hell! Its screen was black. Deciding that it was hibernating, she rebooted it, but that did not change the situation.

It would seem that the problem could be solved easily by calling her husband or waiting for his return from the ofice.

But given the fact that three days before, Sofia had cracked his ride all to hell, after which a new one was already bought, since the first one was beyond repair, the woman felt a certain danger, and decided to deal with the computer herself.

Therefore, she invited her best friend, the blonde Julia, to visit her.

Julia carefully examined the laptop, pushed some buttons on it, but to no avail:

– In my opinion, your laptop is dead! – she diagnosed.

– You don’t say! What am I supposed to do now? We’ve just bought a new car, and a bank credit for my mink coat hangs on David, and it isn’t only for the fur coat, he has got a lot of credits for my clothes. And this laptop is so sophisticated, and it’s David’s favorite one. I think this time there will be a big scandal.