Tallinna vanalinna kitsastel tänavatel oli sügise hõng.

In the narrow streets of Tallinn's old town, there was a hint of autumn.

Maarja astus aeglaselt mööda Vana Toomase valvavat pilku ja tundis, kuidas kuldsed lehed tema jalgade all krudisesid.

Maarja walked slowly past the watchful gaze of Vana Toomas and felt the golden leaves crunch under her feet.

Tal oli ees keeruline nädalavahetus.

She had a complicated weekend ahead.

Tema perekond oli otsustanud kokku saada – Maarja, Juhan ja Kerli, kõik kasvasid erisuunas, kuid seekord oli võimalus uuesti kokku tulla.

Her family had decided to get together—Maarja, Juhan, and Kerli, each had grown apart in different directions, but this time there was an opportunity to reunite.

Maarja oli ajakirjanik, kes elas kiire elu.

Maarja was a journalist living a fast-paced life.

Enamuse oma nädalatest kulutas ta tööle.

She spent most of her weeks working.

Tal oli tähtis artikkel valmis saada, aga südames kripeldas ka soov oma vend ja õde üle pika aja näha.

She had an important article to finish, but in her heart, there was also a yearning to see her brother and sister after a long time.

Kuid Maarja ja tema vend Juhan olid eelmisel korral lahku minnes tülitsenud.

However, Maarja and her brother Juhan had quarreled the last time they parted.

Kui Maarja jõudis kohale, oli vastas Kerli eredas, sügisvärvi mantlis, tervitades oma õde soojalt.

When Maarja arrived, she was greeted by Kerli in a bright autumn-colored coat, warmly welcoming her sister.

Nende kokkusaamise koht oli väike kohvik Pika tänava nurga peal.

Their meeting place was a small café on the corner of Pikk Street.

Kohvikust laienes vaade Raekoja platsile, kus käis igapäevane sagin.

From the café, there was a view of Raekoja Square, bustling with everyday activity.

Ometi tundis Maarja, et midagi enda sees vajab lahendust.

Yet Maarja felt that something inside her needed resolution.

Taevas kattus vaikselt pilvedega ja tuul tõi kaasa jaheda hinguse.

The sky quietly covered with clouds, and the wind brought a cool breeze.

Maarja teadis, et peab Juhaniga rääkima.

Maarja knew she had to talk to Juhan.

Kõik kolm istusid lauas, taldrikutel mekkis traditsiooniline verivorst ja hapukapsas.

All three sat at the table, with traditional verivorst and hapukapsas on their plates.

Juhan tundus Maarja suhtes veidi kõhklev, kuid naeratas.

Juhan seemed a bit hesitant about Maarja but smiled.

"Kuidas läheb?"

"How's it going?"

küsis ta.

he asked.

"Kõik on kiire," vastas Maarja jahtuva teega käes.

"Everything is busy," Maarja replied, holding her cooling tea.

"Aga see nädalavahetus, see on oluline.

"But this weekend, this is important.

Ma tõesti tahtsin teid näha."

I really wanted to see you."

Õhtul, kui valgus vaikselt pehme pimeduse kasuks hävis, leidsid Maarja ja Juhan end teel suundumas Aleksander Nevski katedraali poole.

In the evening, as the light faded gently into soft darkness, Maarja and Juhan found themselves heading towards the Aleksander Nevski Cathedral.

Nad astusid mööda munakiviteed, rääkimata sõnagi.

They walked along the cobblestone road, not speaking a word.

Maarja süda põksus.

Maarja's heart was pounding.

"Juhan," alustas ta lõpuks.

"Juhan," she began finally.

"Ma tean, et me oleme tülitsenud varem.

"I know we've quarreled before.

Mul on kahju."

I'm sorry."

Juhan peatus korraks.

Juhan paused for a moment.

"Mul on ka kahju," ütles ta lõpuks.

"I'm sorry too," he finally said.

"Oli vale sind niimoodi süüdistada."

"It was wrong to blame you like that."

Jahtuv õhk tõi Maarja põsele pisaraid, kuid seekord olid need kergenduspisarad.

The cooling air brought tears to Maarja's cheek, but this time they were tears of relief.

Juhan pidi teda kallistama ja nad tundsid mõlemad, kuidas rasketest sõnadest vabanemine neid kergemaks tegi.

Juhan needed to hug her, and they both felt how releasing the heavy words made them lighter.

Pärast seda veetsid nad kõik koos aega, meenutades vanu häid aegu.

After that, they spent time together, reminiscing about the good old days.

Maarja tundis, kuidas tema koormus õlgadel leebus, ning teadis, et nende suhe oli muutumas millekski tugevamaks.

Maarja felt the burden on her shoulders easing and knew their relationship was transforming into something stronger.

Nädalavahetus lõppes, kuid Maarja eemaldas töö mõtted endalt ja leidis tasakaalu, mida tema elu oli vajanud.

The weekend ended, but Maarja set aside thoughts of work and found the balance her life had needed.

Nad kõndisid mööda vanalinna tänavaid, sügislehtede vaibal, igaüks, nende vahel rohkem ühendatud kui varem.

They walked through the old town streets, on a carpet of autumn leaves, each more connected to the others than before.

Maarja tundis end uuteks väljakutseteks tugevamana ja teadis, et pere on alati tema tugisammas, ükskõik kui kiire elu ka ei oleks.

Maarja felt stronger for new challenges and knew that family would always be her pillar of support, no matter how hectic life became.