“Where are you? The guests are already sitting at the table!” — her husband didn’t yet know that he himself would be the one to serve them.
Lidia stood by the kitchen window, watching the last rays of the October sun paint the maple leaves in golden hues. At that moment, she felt like those leaves — beautiful to look at, but ready to break free from the branch at the slightest gust of wind. Her phone vibrated in her pocket. A […]
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