— “What do you mean, they’ll ‘stay here for a while’?” — “Well, since I’m not paying child support right now, my wife told me that for this month I have to take care of the kids myself.” — “Actually, I’m your wife.” — “Well, ex-wife—slip of the tongue. Why do you always nitpick?” — […]
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Lida, startled, dropped the glass jar she was washing. The jar shattered on the floor, scattering shards everywhere, and Zoya squealed, crouching down in fright. “Quiet, girls! No scandals in my house! You both carry my children, so carry them!” Grandma Manya had come in from the yard, catching the scene in full swing. “The […]
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“Misha, look!” I stopped at the gate, stunned. My husband stumbled over the threshold, shoulders bent beneath a sloshing bucket of fish. July’s morning chill gnawed at me, but the sight on the bench burned away the cold. “What is it?” Mikhail set the bucket down and came closer. On the rickety bench by the […]
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Inna stood at the window, watching raindrops creep down the glass in whimsical trails. Seventeen years—is that a lot or a little? She remembered every day they’d lived together, every anniversary, every glance. And now everything was collapsing like a house of cards. “We need to talk,” Alexey said, his voice oddly flat. She turned […]
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Marina was coming home, exhausted. It was an ordinary autumn evening—weekday, damp. In her bags: bread, milk, a pack of buckwheat, apples. In the stairwell, as always, it smelled of mildew and boiled cabbage, and the bulb above the second floor flickered in its nervous rhythm, like an alarm signal. Climbing to the third floor, […]
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