— 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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— School? Seriously? — Valentina Sergeevna grimaced as if from a toothache. — Artyom could have found a more decent wife. I silently poured tea into the porcelain cups, trying not to spill. My hands trembled with anger, but I couldn’t show it to my mother-in-law. Three months of marriage had taught me one thing […]
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Anton tapped his fingers irritably on the steering wheel, watching the endless stream of pedestrians crossing the street. “When will this ever end?” he ground out through clenched teeth. “The whole city’s clogged with some poor souls without cars.” Bored in the traffic jam, he started looking around. To his left, a luxury SUV pulled […]
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— Mish, we’ve been living together for three years now—maybe we should get ourselves a kitten? Julia turned to her boyfriend, who was slouched on the sofa, absentmindedly flipping TV channels with a blank expression. He turned to her and frowned. — What else are you dreaming up? Shall we get a piglet next? And […]
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— How are you doing, dear? Did you earn all the money or what? — Tatiana’s mother, Nina, asked with an unpleasant chuckle over the phone. — You can’t earn all the money. But I work not only for that. — Oh? And what else for? — For pleasure. I love my job, mom. — […]
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The pancakes were frying, as always, on autopilot — the frying pan was old, its coating had died back in 2014, but Maria refused to replace it on principle. The pan had character. Unlike most of the inhabitants of this apartment. The kitchen smelled of smoke — Maria didn’t smoke, but yesterday the neighbor Ira […]
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“Kseniya Nikolaevna, I talked it over with Kolya, and we decided not to give Dasha money as a gift.” “What?” — the mother-in-law’s eyebrows shot up. “The girl is turning twenty! Money is the best gift at that age!” “We want to give her some kind of keepsake instead.” “To hell with your keepsake! We […]
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