In one small seaside town there was a coffee house called Primorskoe Cappuccino. This institution was very much loved by locals and vacationers, because here they prepared the most delicious drinks and food, and most importantly, this coffee house was located right on the seashore. And the history of this coffee house was also unusual.....
It was many years ago. Then Vladimir had just graduated from the institute, and didn't know what he should do next. He thought about it for a while, and finally decided as follows:
- I'll go on vacation first, and then I'll think about what to do next.
So he did. Vladimir chose a hotel in a small seaside town. Neither he nor his relatives and acquaintances had ever been here, and it was no surprise that Vladimir got lost. No, he reached the town itself quickly - so quickly that he himself did not expect. But when Vladimir arrived, he found that he didn't know which way the hotel was. And the navigator didn't work for some reason either. There were many people walking around, but Vladimir didn't know if he could ask them for help.
- Locals, non-locals, who could tell. All dressed about the same - he thought - I'll ask someone, and he'll turn out to be a vacationer who lives, for example, in a house, but where the hotels are, he doesn't even know. Or someone who has a summer house here. No, you have to look for someone who lives here permanently.
- Are you looking for something? - A woman's voice sounded right next to him.
- What?" Vladimir didn't understand.
- I said, are you lost? - And then Vladimir saw a girl standing near the car.
- Uh...yeah. I'm looking for a hotel," he answered absent-mindedly.
- So they're all that way - and the girl showed me where to go.
- Thank you," Vladimir thanked absent-mindedly and left. The hotel was indeed where his escort had shown him. He didn't remember what the girl looked like, but he couldn't stop thinking about her.
- She's weird," he thought, "No normal adult would go that close to a strange car. Everyone knows from childhood that it's wrong to do that.
The girl was indeed standing close - if Vladimir wanted to, he could easily pull her inside. But he couldn't even imagine why she was acting like that...
A few days later, Vladimir went to a small coffee shop for a snack, and suddenly heard a familiar voice:
- Hello! Do you recognize me? I'm Julia, I showed you the way!
He lifted his head and finally looked at her. Yulia had cappuccino-colored hair and the same color eyes that looked at him cheerfully. And Vladimir asked:
- And why are we, Julenka, showing the way to every first person we meet, and even coming so close to the car, eh?
- Why, do I have something to be afraid of? - Yulia asked slyly, and Vladimir couldn't help but smile.
They talked all evening. It turned out that Yulia had studied to be a manager and wanted to open a coffee shop here. She even told me what she wanted to call it.
- Coastal cappuccino. You see, my grandmother used to live here. Or rather, lives - she corrected herself - I always get that confused. I used to spend all my vacations in this town when I was a kid, that's why I want to build a coffee shop here. And with cappuccino is simple - it's my favorite drink. You'll help me with the coffee shop, won't you?
- Of course - agreed Vladimir.
- Well, that's great. I knew I was right about you.
- Shall I walk you out? - Vladimir suggested.
- No need - still with a smile answered Yulia - I'll walk by myself!
In the morning, Vladimir wanted to meet Yulia again - and was shocked. It turned out that no similar girl lived near the coffee shop or anywhere else in the city. Neither among the vacationers, nor among the locals, there was no one similar. Especially not Yulia. True, once some girls thought that Vladimir was looking for their friend, but when he described what his Yulia looked like, they realized that it was not her.
It is not known how long Vladimir would have circled all over the city, if in one courtyard (quite far from the coffee shop) he had not been suddenly approached by a very old grandmother. She said:
- Are you looking for Yulenka? - Vladimir nodded - Come on, I'll show you where she is.
Vladimir thought that his grandmother was taking him to her or Yulia's house, but in the end they came...to the cemetery. Vladimir didn't understand why they had come here until his grandmother stopped near one grave, where there were a lot of orange and red flowers. Vladimir looked at the picture and almost fell down. It was his Yulia. And she had died almost three years ago.
- So Yulenka found you ... - Grandma looked at him thoughtfully and said - You and she were talking about the coffee shop, weren't you? - Vladimir nodded - It's been her dream since Yulia graduated from school. If it hadn't been for that accident...She lived for a week after it, and she kept telling me:
- Grandma, don't worry, my dream will come true. I'll find someone to help me. You'll see him.
I didn't know how she would do it (it was clear even to me that Yulia might not recover), but now I see that she did it after all. You will help Yulia, won't you? Will you fulfill her dream?
- Yes," Vladimir replied, "I'll help her. And I won't leave you either.
And so it happened. Nina Ivanovna (that was Yulina's grandmother's name) was close to Vladimir and his family for the rest of her life. By the way, he named his daughter Yulenka. And she is very similar to her namesake, who gave her father the work of a lifetime. One day she will become its owner.
The end