— Your sister has a husband, your mother, and a bunch of girlfriends—let one of them babysit her kids, but I’m not a free nanny for all of you.

“Irish, you’ll go to Aliska’s on Saturday and Sunday to look after the nieces and nephews,” Denis’s voice, lazily stretching the words while the football match played on TV in the background, sounded to Irina like the creak of an ungreased wagon over her frayed nerves. “She’s got some important plans, you understand.” Irina froze, […]

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Wife is a vegetable. Enough prolonging her suffering.» The husband pleaded with the doctor. But suddenly the wife disappeared from the ward.

Grigory nervously paced around his spacious room, furnished with tasteless, aggressive luxury — the kind he adored and his wife Marina despised. But now the interior was deeply indifferent to him. A scheme kept spinning in his mind — a perfect plan, as he thought, capable of making him the sole and complete owner of […]

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— «You are way too poor for our circle,» said my sister-in-law, not knowing that I had bought the company where she works as a secretary.

— Misha, tell your wife to turn the music down, — his sister Marina’s voice barely hid her irritation. — Mom’s got a headache because of your… well, how do you call it… avant-garde. I lowered the volume. Not because Marina asked me to, but because of my mother-in-law, who was already pressing a finger […]

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— «You are obliged to support my mother until the end of her life,» — ordered the husband, unaware that his mother had long ago decided to deprive him of the inheritance.

Lena carefully moved the tiny vase with a sprig of gypsophila to the center of the table so that nothing would block her view of her mother-in-law’s face. The café was quiet, almost like a temple, and even the sounds were muffled — as if it was forbidden to speak loudly or express emotions too […]

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