Category: ДЕТИ

Varvara sat at the head of her husband’s bed, not daring to move. Anton Mikhailovich was asleep — a heavy, disease-weakened man. For him to rest even a little, Varvara patiently waited for him to wake. Half an hour ago, the nurse had given him an injection, and now sleep brought brief relief. She knew […]

— Is that you?.. Vera? — Hi, Kostya. Didn’t expect me? A woman stood before him — confident, with a straight back and a slight half-smile on her lips. There was no pain or pleading in her eyes like before. He noticed: she had changed. Her clothes were simple but clearly not cheap. Her hairstyle […]

She entered the hall filled with the hum of voices, the clinking of dishes, and the shuffling of waiters between tables. Everything around was buzzing—as if the restaurant were a living creature, pulsing in time with the clock. And she—a quiet shadow amid the chaos. She wore a simple dress without any fancy patterns, her […]

Six years ago, Alexandra thought she had found the man of her dreams. Ilya seemed reliable, serious, with good plans for the future. They met at her friend’s office party, where Ilya worked in the IT department, and Alexandra had come just to support her acquaintance. They spent the entire evening talking about travels, books, […]

Spring in the garden is especially wonderful. The apple trees are in bloom, the birds are singing, and the air is so fresh it takes your breath away. You hear the buzzing of bees, breathe deeply — and realize: living outside the city is a great blessing. Especially when it’s only twenty minutes to the […]

An icy storm had covered the provincial town of Lesogorsk. In the dim light of the hospital lamps, in the realm of nighttime silence, Marina Borisova — an experienced administrator, former social worker — was enjoying a rare pause behind the registration desk. But at 9:47 PM, the hospital door creaked open, letting in a […]

No, not that!” Margarita Petrovna exclaimed irritably, throwing her fork down beside the half-eaten lasagna. “Kira, apparently you need to be taught everything from scratch. This isn’t food, it’s a nightmare. Sorry, but Vlad would be better off marrying a woman who knows how to cook and run a household. And you… between you and […]

Andrey sat across from Olga, tapping his fingers on the tabletop. His feigned nonchalance only emphasized the tension in the room. Behind him, leaning against the kitchen cabinet, stood Valentina Petrovna—his mother—with her usual expression of concerned benevolence on her face. “So here’s the deal,” Andrey finally broke the silence, his voice sounding almost casual, […]