Oh, Sasha and his family won’t be coming to us anymore.” — the wife figured out how to drive her husband’s relatives away once and for all.
Marina stood by the living room window, watching two boys racing across her perfectly trimmed lawn with a soccer ball. One of them, seven-year-old Danil, had just kicked the ball straight into the rosebush she’d been tending for three years. The other, nine-year-old Maksim, was shouting something loudly about a goal and victory. “Here they […]
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