— It’s interesting that I’m supposed to take care of grandma, but her apartment will go to some distant relatives? — I said bitterly, addressing my mother, who stood silently by the window avoiding my gaze. Mom took a deep breath, as if the weight of the whole world rested on her shoulders. Her hands […]
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The evening at the café was going as usual—calm, measured, as if time itself decided to linger on this cozy note. Anya skillfully carried orders, moving between tables with her usual grace, as if she knew every step in advance. Her movements were precise, her face lit up with a friendly smile, and her voice […]
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— Natasha, daughter, where do you plan to live now? — Angelica Viktorovna, Natasha’s mother-in-law, approached her daughter-in-law. Natasha was still reeling from her husband’s funeral and did not immediately understand the question. She was mechanically packing leftover candies from the memorial into a container. — Sorry, what? — Where do you plan to live […]
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— Valentina Nikolaevna, this is for you. A gift from Anya and me. — Anatoly, the son-in-law, handed the gift to his mother-in-law. The guests looked at the birthday woman with interest, and she satisfied their curiosity by opening the envelope. — Wow! — the mother-in-law’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected such a gift. — […]
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