— “We’ll give your dacha to my darling boy—he has a family, he needs it more,” declared my mother-in-law.

“Mom called. She’s complaining about life again. She’s exhausted by my brother’s family,” Igor said, washing the dishes. “Well, everyone gets what they deserve, right?” I replied, spooning my husband’s lunch into a container for work. “I’m just tired of hearing about the kids making noise and how cramped it is for all of them […]

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— “Wife, have you lost your mind? Why doesn’t your card work?! I wanted to give your salary to my mom for shopping!” the husband yelled.

Olga was slowly stirring the buckwheat on the stove when the front door slammed so hard the glass in the display cabinets rattled. The September morning had only just begun, but her husband had already dashed off somewhere and come back in a near-frenzy. “Wife, have you lost it? Why doesn’t your card work?! I […]

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