Kirill was long accustomed to nighttime drives. He loved the silence of empty roads, the lulling rhythm of the tires, and the time alone with his thoughts. During such hours, even the most chaotic thoughts seemed to order themselves, as if the road helped align them. But that night, something was off. The forest he […]
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“— You understand that I don’t need you hanging around here, right?” Maxim said to his wife. “So, I can suggest you move to the village.” “What village, Maxim? What are you talking about?” Tamara no longer cared. She had been betrayed by the person closest to her. They had started their work from scratch […]
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While reviewing documents, Vadim muttered under his breath and occasionally glanced sideways at his deputy. The latter fidgeted in his chair, unable to understand what was expected of him. Finally, tired of the silence, he asked discontentedly, “What’s wrong, Vadim Olegovich? You haven’t said a word for half an hour, and I still have work […]
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“Ver! Can you hear me?” Alexey called out even before he crossed the threshold of their home. “I can hear you,” Vera responded, her gaze fixed on the screen she manipulated with a stylus. “Igor, along with his wife and daughter, wants to stay with us!” Alexey announced. Vera was familiar with Igor—her husband’s younger […]
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Zoya had dedicated her life to teaching, but now, with only a modest pension, she found herself selling vegetables at the market. Her family dynamics had shifted too—her son-in-law had remarried and moved in with his new wife, while her daughter and grandchild had come back to live with her. Despite the challenges, Zoya did […]
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Alexey was angry and upset, so he silently and frowningly tinkered with his bread machine before heading out in the morning, clanging his keys and muttering under his breath. The warehouse manager, Ivanych, asked him: “Why are you so angry, Lyokha, did you get up on the wrong side of the bed? Or did something […]
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In the kitchen of a typical city apartment, a table was set. Everything as it should be: Olivier salad, duck with apples, a meat platter, and cake. Sitting at her usual place at the center of the table was a melancholic birthday girl, Valentina Petrovna Koneva. Today she was celebrating a milestone—seventy years. Despite her […]
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“Dear court, have you still not realized that this cunning woman decided she could just snatch a part of the company and property honestly earned by our family?!” shouted the mother-in-law, jumping up from her seat. “Zinaida Pavlovna, please sit down. We will certainly hear you out, but later,” the judge said irritably, calming the […]
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“Denis, she’s still a kid. And where did you find this pauper?” Tatyana Viktorovna looked at her son fearfully. After work, I stopped by the church to light a candle for the repose of the late Olenka. When I came out, the beggars were refreshed, but this big-eyed Yulia was standing off to the side […]
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“Hey, lame man! Cripple!” Sasha keeps walking, ignoring the taunts. He knows it’s Volodya from the fifth floor, and he’s learned that responding only makes it worse. “Aleksandr!” Volodya calls out again. “Look at you, working hard on New Year’s Eve. Isn’t he a diligent one? They say work loves a fool.” “Stop bothering Sasha! […]
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