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An elderly man hesitantly approached the grand entrance of a fashionable restaurant. His suit was neatly pressed but noticeably worn — apparently, he had worn it many years ago and had only just put it on again after a long time. His gray hair lay in sparse strands, as if unsure whether to stay in […]

Kolya, this is simply outrageous! What’s going on? – Anna Sergeyevna greeted her son with these words as soon as he crossed the threshold of his apartment. What happened? – Nikolai was surprised. – Didn’t Yulia meet you, or was she late? Your wife is not home at all! – Anna Sergeyevna stated. – There’s […]

«You’re to Blame» When Senya was packing his suitcase, he made such a noise in the apartment that even the neighbor on the other side of the wall could hear. He threw his jacket on the floor, then dramatically picked it up, slammed the wardrobe door, and jerked the suitcase handle so hard that the […]

Tatyana Alexandrovna struggled to understand what exactly she had been given. That day, her son-in-law had invited her simply for a «visit,» supposedly for a barbecue. Only when the fragrant smoke started to rise from the grill, and the meat began to sizzle, did Oleg casually hand her a set of keys. At first, she […]

«Alyna, don’t plan anything for Saturday…” her husband, Ivan Petrovich, pushed his plate aside and, without looking at his wife, added: “I’ve invited some colleagues. We’ll show them the new house. We’ll have a housewarming.” Alyna, standing by the stove, turned around and looked at her husband in surprise. “Colleagues? To our house? You’ve decided […]

Olga Petrovna was sitting at a table in a café, waiting for her long-time friend. As usual, her friend was late, and Olga, bored, was observing the other visitors. Her gaze wandered around the room, and she tensed up: her son, Anton, had entered the café, unaware of anyone around him. He was escorting some […]

Svetlana Petrovna stood by the half-open door, trying not to make a sound so as not to disturb the quiet of the moment. She cautiously watched her son—Sasha, who, in a light suit and bow tie, looked like a movie hero. His friends were helping him finish his look, and he remained calm, confident, almost […]

— They didn’t come to visit their dying father just because they didn’t want to see me, — my daughters told me. — We’ve hated you since childhood! It’s your fault that Dad is no longer here! — Grisha, how can you not understand… we are strangers to our own children, — I cried. — […]