I have money—I earned it honestly. But that doesn’t give you the right to treat me like a cash cow.”

At Galina’s place there was always a scent of lavender—not because she particularly loved the fragrance, but because that’s what her beauty salon smelled like. Everything—from the cuticle gel to the towel softener—carried that pharmacy-clean softness and a sense of feminine well-being. She smelled of stability. Of success. And of a light, almost imperceptible sadness. […]

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When I was 65, my daughter died in childbirth. Her husband left a note saying that caring for a child “wasn’t for him.” He left without saying goodbye.

how one woman became a guardian for little Lily after a tragedy I am 65, and over the past year my life has turned into a chain of painful events, sleepless nights, and constant worries. My daughter did not survive a difficult childbirth, though she fought until the very end. After my granddaughter was born, […]

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As soon as I came into my inheritance, they all returned—my ex and my mother-in-law. But I wanted only one thing: revenge.

Lena stood by the window of her empty apartment, looking down at the courtyard where her children used to play. Misha was twenty now, working in St. Petersburg, and Katya was eighteen—a university student. The apartment felt huge and inhospitable without their laughter, without the constant rushing about, without the mountain of textbooks on the […]

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The milkmaid was running late for her flight—the first vacation of her life—when a luxury car suddenly braked to a stop beside her.

Monday at the spacious, sunlit offices of the agribusiness buzzed like a disturbed beehive. A wrap-up meeting was underway in the hall, but most people were already thinking about their own tasks. Suddenly the director—a sturdy man of about fifty named Vitaly Semyonovich, always impeccably dressed in a neat checkered shirt—raised his hand, calling for […]

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— “And why haven’t you prepared anything? The guests will be here soon!” the husband fumed when he saw his wife at the door.

Kira stood in the doorway, holding grocery bags. Her face showed a mix of astonishment and indignation. Valery was pacing the living room, glancing at his watch from time to time. “Valera, you said the guests were coming on Saturday,” she said, carefully setting the bags on the floor. “Which Saturday? Today is Friday! In […]

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I’m 58, and one day I went to a shopping mall to buy myself some new clothes. Behind the counter stood a young girl, maybe twenty — she was loudly talking on the phone, laughing, and swearing across the entire store.

I’m 58, and I never expected an ordinary trip to buy a dress to turn into real drama—just two weeks before my only son’s wedding. I’d put the purchase off far too long, but at some point I realized: I couldn’t show up to Andrey’s wedding in everyday clothes. I needed something special—worthy of such […]

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