“Mommy, we love you so much!” the children said at the table. But that night, I overheard them arguing over who would get my country house.

“Mommy, we love you so much!” Alina leaned across the table and squeezed my hand. Her palm was cool, and her perfectly manicured nails dug into my skin a little harder than daughterly tenderness required. “We love you very much,” echoed Stas, her brother, lazily poking at his salad with a fork. “We worry about […]

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Be patient, Mom, until Sveta pays off the entire mortgage,” Vladimir answered calmly. “Then I’ll divorce her and we’ll split the apartment fifty–fifty; she won’t be able to prove anything anyway. Everything’s set up the way it should be. Half will be mine.”

“Be patient, Mom, until Sveta pays off the whole mortgage,” Vladimir replied calmly. “Then I’ll divorce her and we’ll split the apartment evenly. She won’t be able to prove anything anyway. Everything’s set up the way it should be. Half will be mine.” Svetlana met Vladimir five years ago. They both had jobs, but no […]

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