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[USA, Kansas]

My name is Alex Moore, I was born on October 15, 1950, to be more precise, I was reborn in this time.

Not to say that I remember all my past life, but I clearly remember the moment when I died and, being in the void, suddenly found myself in the body of a baby.

I died, by chance, the train I was riding on derailed. But this type of transport is included in the category of safe modes of transport, of course it cannot be compared with an airplane, but in my previous life I was relatively poor.

At that time it was 2021, and I can say that I have lived a good life. Of course, I would like a little longer, but there's nothing to be done, the only thing I regret is my parents, how I would like to tell them that I'm fine and not worth worrying and worrying anymore...

Life has taught me a good cooking skill, if I could say so, I am far from a chef, but I can do something to eat and not get poisoned at the same time. Because of this, I often worked part-time in the canteens and kitchens of the restaurant, there I met my girlfriend, her name was Elizabeth.

I can't say that I was madly in love with her, but I really liked her, with her simplicity and charming smile. And she was quite a well-read and educated girl. We had a great time together.

But everything stopped with my death when I was 18, and our relationship never reached anything serious.

And as I said earlier, I was reborn as a child, in the Moore family, my mother's name is Emma, I have no one else besides her. Mom says that my father, whose name was Darryl, used to live with us, but he was assigned an important space exploration mission, so he is not with us.

Simply put, he left us, and my mother gave such an answer that would be able to calm the child, creating the illusion of a wealthy and happy family, although it was, I was happy.

After I asked this question to my mom at the age of three and got an answer to it, I no longer worried about some unknown dad.

All my attention was focused on Emma, yet she was quite a beautiful woman, I think she would have given odds to any model in this time, and in my "past" I think too.

We lived in a farmhouse, maintained a small field and several greenhouses where we grew plants and vegetables. That's how we lived, we ate a small part ourselves, and mom sold the big part, so I couldn't say that we lived poorly. While I was growing up, I tried to help Emma more, for which she occasionally scolded me because she wanted me to get acquainted with the neighborhood children, but over time her pressure weakened and she gave up. Maybe because of my character or something else, it seems to me that mom realized that I can take on some responsibilities.

Since I was not very smart in vegetable growing, I did chores around the house, and helped to plant and harvest the grown crop. No matter how old I was, my mom never let me look after the vegetables, so I didn't rush.

It's 1960 now. And for ten years now, as I have been living in a new world, sometimes it seems that I just got into the past, since the era of rock music and hippies also begins here, it also happened in the last world, but after that I dismissed this assumption, since my inner instinct suggested that this was not the case. And you know, it doesn't matter if I'm in the past or in the future, the main thing is that I'm living and enjoying life again!

- Alex, my son, go to breakfast – slightly opening the door to my room and sticking her head in, my mother called me to eat.

- Okay, Mom, - I replied, throwing off the blanket, I took off my pajamas and dressed in light pants and a loose, non–restrictive shirt.

Closing the closet and looking at myself, I was convinced of my mimicry, I definitely took after my mother in appearance, definitely, since I was pretty enough, I didn't even stutter about my cosmonaut father anymore, because the one who abandoned the mother and child can't be interesting. And I don't care what his reasons were.

Coming down from the second floor, yes the house was large, like all farmhouses, on the ground floor there is a living room, hallway, kitchen and mom's bedroom, and on the second floor my room, bathroom and toilet.

- Bon appetit, Mom, - I say, sitting down opposite her at the table and giving her a childish, joyful smile.

- And the same to you, Alex,- Emma echoed me, after which we simply began to eat freshly cooked pancakes with syrup. Although we lived in a farming district, we didn't eat only greens and vegetables.

After finishing breakfast, Emma looked at the time and sent me to get ready for school, how tired I was of her in my previous life, there is only one plus in re-learning that I still know a lot, and this makes my life much easier here. And in class I am considered something like a genius.

- Run Alex, or you'll be late - hurrying me to get dressed soon, my mother said.

I shouted from the second floor, grabbing my briefcase and leaving the room, closing the door behind me.

***

- Since no one has been able to answer a question on a topic that we have been studying for a whole week, then... Alex Moore, I ask you to the blackboard. - the math teacher curled her plump lips at the beginning, and then looked at me with a smile. Well, I'll have to take this fight again!

- Good, Miss Flaber.- with her, we found a common language for a long time and got along well, of course, as a teacher and a student.

But the person was undoubtedly a pleasant company, she was one of the reasons to come to school, because Miss Flaber has only been a teacher at my school for a few years. And as far as I know, this is her first school. So I got away from the topic ... the teacher was a girl of 24-25 years old with a toned body, so I could fully enjoy her beauty aesthetically, at the same time diluting the school routine.

Under the noisy exhalations of classmates, I got up from my desk and went to the blackboard under grateful glances.

***

I am already fifteen years old, a couple of years ago we moved from Kansas to Alaska, my mother justified it by saying that it was time for us to change the situation, and since we lived only together and we didn't need much, we had accumulated quite a lot of money. And after selling the house and land, this amount only increased.

Was I sorry to leave, well, if only a little, I didn't have much friends here, so acquaintances with whom exchanged a couple of words a day. Therefore, with a clear conscience, we left the farm corner. Although, I will still miss the classroom teacher…

It was 1965 in the yard, the popularization is still going on, and I'm wondering if I can make money on it, sell lyrics, than it's not easy for you to earn money. But this is just my thoughts so far.

After a couple of days of an unforgettable trip, this is still the first experience, I have never traveled further than the state before, we arrived at the appointed place. It's like I've been living under a dome all my life and now it's suddenly been removed. An unforgettable experience.

- Do you like it? mom asked me, standing next to me and putting her arm around my shoulders.

- Yes, the view is simply excellent - I answered with a smile, looking at the local expanses in full.

- That's great, then let's go to the realtors, they should already be waiting for us, - said Emma, after which we headed to the realtor's office. Mom, as always, is punctual and prudent.

Ten minutes later we were already there. Although the place here is very sparsely populated, but transport runs here, so we quickly got there by bus.

When we entered the building, we looked around a little, the interior decoration was plain, although what else should we expect from 1965.We went to the reception area, where the secretary met us.

- Welcome to our real estate agency, do you have an appointment? - the girl said with a smile on duty. Hmm, and she's pretty cute, a tied tight tail suits her very well, I noticed.

- Hello, yes, we should already be expected, look at the entry in the name of Emma Moore — my mother answered in the same tone.

- Well, I think Mr. Bean is already free, you can go through – after rummaging through the papers and finding the right entry, the girl pointed to the door to the right of the registration place.

After that, we followed where the secretary indicated. There we were met by a small office, in which there was a man who was sitting in a leather chair, dressed in an official business style.

- So you are, I believe, Miss Moore, - said a plump man with wrinkles on his face, if you estimate that he looks forty-forty-five.

- And you, Mr. Bean? - my mother asked, heh-heh, and my mother does not go into her pocket for a word.

- Well, I won't talk for a long time, I have already picked up a couple of suitable housing options, commensurate with your price, so please follow me - a man with a pile of documents got up from a creaking chair.

After that, we got into his car, the brand was Nissan Cedric, it was comfortable, so we drove to the comfort environment. The first two options somehow did not please the mother, although in my opinion everything was...Well, it's fine.Therefore, there was only the third option, which Emma liked on all fronts, the main reasons to choose this accommodation was that the house was located near the school that I should soon go to and mom's new job, she decided to get a job in a popular bar, but I think she had a chance to find a place and more profitable, let's take the same office, smart people are always and everywhere needed.

But most likely it was too boring for her, and there is constant movement in the bar, new people and the like, well, that's what I think.

- And also ... - Mr. Bean, whose name by the way was Bishop, began to speak, giving the keys to the house to his mother, but the latter interrupted him.

- What?

- Welcome to Denali, - he replied and left our new home after saying goodbye.

- Okay, Mom, I'm going to unpack my things. - and there were no less than a couple of bags.

- Okay, Alex, while I think about what we should do to eat. – In honor of the new acquaintance, as well as Bishop's new customers, he agreed to take us to the store while we were driving to the house, so we had groceries.