How dare you leave without saying anything?!” the mother-in-law screamed, a crowd of relatives at the door of our apartment
Irina zipped up the suitcase and looked around the children’s room. Eight-year-old Yegor was putting his favorite toy cars into a backpack, and five-year-old Lena was clutching a plush bear to her chest. “Dad, is it true we’re going on a real train?” Yegor asked, running up to his father. “It’s true, son. Ten hours […]
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