My name is Tamara Alexeyevna. I am seventy-four years old. I used to have a full life: a loving husband, a beloved job, a warm home, and three children. But ten years ago, my husband passed away—his heart couldn’t take it. After he left, the house became empty, and I became unwanted. The children started […]
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Tatiana woke up at 6:45 — as always, to the alarm. Monday. The kitchen smelled of oatmeal — grandma was already up. Life was going on as usual: ninth grade, lessons, homework, rare meetings with friends. It seemed like everything was as it should be. But in reality, it was a little different. Since childhood, […]
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Lena found out about her husband’s departure by accident. She came home early and caught her husband in an unusual activity: for the first time, he was packing his own bag. Elena entered the room and quietly watched for a few seconds as he struggled to fold a t-shirt and shorts. He was failing miserably, […]
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Lena found out about her husband’s departure by accident. She came home early and caught her husband in an unusual activity: for the first time, he was packing his own bag. Elena entered the room and quietly watched for a few seconds as he struggled to fold a t-shirt and shorts. He was failing miserably, […]
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Anna turned on the kettle and absentmindedly looked out the window. The spring outside was too cheerful for her mood. Someone was honking near the house, most likely Valentina Petrovna from the third floor, whose brake pedal and horn were connected by a single nerve. The air smelled of fried onions and children’s screams. The […]
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