In 1983, I found a five-year-old child in a train car; nobody wanted him, so I took him in, and my husband raised him rather strictly.
Anna, what are you doing? We can’t just take someone else’s child!” “Stepan, imagine if the same thing happened to ours—if he was found in an empty train car, starving and frozen to the bone?” A cold October wind rustled the curtains in the windows of their village home. Anna Ivanovna stood before her husband, […]
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