— “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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