When he was making cleaning of the girl hit by a locomotive at mine #11 Omelchuk told not to cut her lush bright brown hair.
«Let her take her wonderful hair to the grave,» said Zhenyushka Danilych. But in the early hours I came to take morphine for her. Omelchuk who was on duty askrd,
«For whom?»
«For the one put together from pieces.»
«She isn't alive, is she?»
«Why would I take morphine for a dead?» I was outraged.
But he did not believe me and went to look with his own eyes.
«Well, it seems we are still going to cut her beautiful hair,» he said with a smile.
And the girl did recover. She did not even limp after all. They found her a job of copyist as the design department. And nobody called her Khoroshilova, only Nadya Khrom-Khrom.