“What?! You used your bonus to buy your mother a sanatorium package? Then you can spend your vacation at her dacha! You’re not going on holiday on my dime anymore!”
Andrey sat at the kitchen table, shuffling through the printed paperwork from the Zdravnitsa sanatorium. The evening sun slanted through the window, lighting his tired face. He knew Lena would be home any minute and the conversation wouldn’t be easy. But he hoped she would understand. Two weeks earlier his mother had called him at […]
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