The call from the notary’s office caught Varvara off guard. The spoon with her morning porridge froze halfway to her mouth after the very first words about her grandmother’s inheritance.

The call from the notary’s office caught Varvara off guard. The spoon with her morning porridge froze halfway to her mouth as soon as she heard the first words about her grandmother’s inheritance. Alexey, Varvara’s husband, turned away from the stove with a questioning look. «Yes, yes, I understand. In six months, I’ll have to […]

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