A fugitive broke into an old woman’s house during a thunderstorm. But the granny turned out to be no ordinary person.
Anna Fedorovna sighed deeply as she placed yet another pot under the relentless drips of rain that stubbornly penetrated the ceiling. The old woman shook her head as if in conversation with the very sky. — What a nuisance! And when will this ever stop? The rain is endless. Has God’s roof started leaking up […]
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