— Stop! I don’t understand! Why am I supposed to organize your mother’s anniversary, and for free, no less?
“Lyudok, here’s the thing… Mom’s anniversary is in two months. Sixty years.” Vitaliy’s voice sounded behind her — loud, deliberately cheerful, full of the self-satisfaction of a man about to make someone happy. Lyudmila didn’t turn around. She was sitting at her desk in the living room, which looked more like a mission control center. […]
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