Anya absolutely did not understand why they needed this man in the house. She had always wanted her mother to get married and to be happy, but not with him. The girl sat on the couch, pretending to read a book, while half-listening to Arthur. He had only recently woken up and now, slowly and […]
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Mother left on Wednesday afternoon and told her daughter not to go outside. When Polinka went to bed, the stove was still warm, but by morning the house had grown cold. Mother was gone. The girl got out from under the blanket, put her feet into felt boots, and ran to the kitchen. Nothing had […]
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Anna turned on the kettle and absentmindedly looked out the window. The spring outside seemed somehow too cheerful for her mood. Someone was honking near the house—surely Valentina Petrovna from the third floor, whose brake pedal and horn were connected by the same nerve. The street smelled of fried onions and children’s screams. The kitchen […]
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— Marina! Wait! — Kirill rushed out from around the corner of the business center building where his ex-wife’s office was located. Marina flinched in surprise. It had been a long day; she was tired and least expected to see her ex-husband here. Especially considering that in the last six months since the divorce, they […]
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The country house stood on a hilltop, among centuries-old pines. Yulia stopped the car by the gate and sat for several minutes just admiring the beauty. Sunlight filtered through the needles, filling the yard with soft light and the scent of resin. The house Yulia had dreamed of for so many years was finally becoming […]
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Oleg sat at the very last desk in the stuffy classroom, wilting from the heat and the monotonous droning of the lecturer. May was in full swing — just like the last semester, the last lectures, the last hours before the long-awaited freedom. The lazily buzzing fan barely moved the warm air, which felt more […]
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