You and Makarov have lived a long and happy family life together. He is 55 years old, he has already retired, bought you a beautiful house near the forest and the lake and finally decided to settle down. At first, he was bored, constantly wanted to return to service, called Nolan, to whom he handed over his PMC, almost every day and asked for a report on the situation. You did not like all this, because with the retirement of your husband, you wanted a quiet life, and not the continuation of Vladimir's military activities.

In an attempt to distract Makarov from work, you offered him various hobbies: hunting, fishing, cooking, solving crosswords and even knitting. At first, this attracted him, but then everything became boring again. The man had already resigned himself, planning to return to the ranks of the PMC, because it was there that he found his meaning in life. At the last moment, you managed to dissuade him from this idea with the help of growing flowers. Vladimir was so carried away by this that he planted several flower beds and did not plan to stop.

Early in the morning, he was already busy with his favorite hydrangeas in the garden. You approached him to call him for breakfast, stepped awkwardly and crushed one of the flowers.

"Can't you see where you're going?" Makarov exclaimed indignantly, trying to save the broken flower. "Old hag," he whispered, tying the stem to a stick.