Friday was hellish. Dasha and I were worn out at work like dogs, but there was no choice — urgent chores were waiting at the dacha. We left in traffic and arrived after dark. It poured all night, and in the morning the sun burned all the moisture away, turning the ground into a dirty […]
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Roman froze in the middle of the living room of their two-story house. Amazement flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by anger. He hadn’t expected his wife to know about Kristina. “What nonsense are you talking? What mistress?” he tried to sound indignant, but it came out unconvincing. Anna slowly turned to him. There wasn’t […]
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Roman froze in the middle of the living room of their two-story house. Surprise flashed in his eyes, quickly replaced by anger. He hadn’t expected his wife to know about Kristina. “What are you talking about? What lover?” he tried to sound indignant, but it came out unconvincing. Anna slowly turned to him. There wasn’t […]
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The silence in the apartment was special, dense, like cotton. Marina loved this time of the evening, when deep blue twilight thickened over the Volga outside the window, and the only light in the flat was the cozy glow of the desk lamp. Nizhny Novgorod was falling asleep, and she, the head librarian of the […]
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Valentina was standing in the middle of her own living room, clutching a bunch of keys in her hand. Her gaze darted between the two women sprawled on the sofa like full-fledged homeowners. Her husband’s aunt, Zlata Feoktistovna, a hefty woman in her sixties wrapped in a leopard-print dress, was swinging one leg in a […]
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On Saturday evening, the apartment on the third floor of the concrete nine-storey block smelled of fried potatoes – and of a heated argument that was just about ready to burst out. Anna shrugged off her coat, hooked it carelessly onto the crooked peg in the hallway and, slapping along the linoleum in worn-out slippers, […]
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Vika was standing by the window of her three-room apartment, looking out at the snow-covered courtyard. December had only just begun, but the city was already buried in snowdrifts. The wedding had taken place three weeks earlier — modest, without much fuss, only the closest people. The flat had come to Vika two years ago […]
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So, tomorrow morning we’re taking the bikes to the new park, and then to that little Georgian restaurant that opened on the embankment?” Katya set a plate of pasta down in front of Alexey with a smile. Her voice sounded light, filled with the anticipation of a well-deserved rest. Friday evening was spreading through their […]
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“You?” I stood by the open door, completely taken aback. “Hello, Olechka! Didn’t expect me, did you?” My now ex–mother-in-law, Anna Evgenyevna, stood on the threshold of my apartment, smiling warmly. “Uh… hello. No, I didn’t…” Honestly, I was stunned by the sight of her. Why on earth would Vlad’s mother suddenly come to visit […]
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“Did you put salt in it? Mom says you mustn’t add any salt at all for children under one, it affects their kidneys.” Irina didn’t even turn her head. Her hand, holding the small spoon, froze halfway to the mouth of her son, sitting in the high chair. Silently, she returned the spoon to the […]
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