At 65 I realized that the scariest thing isn’t ending up alone, but begging your children to call—knowing you’re a burden to them.
“Mom, hi, I urgently need your help.” Her son’s voice on the phone sounded as if he were speaking to an annoying subordinate, not to his mother. Nina Petrovna froze with the remote in her hand, never turning on the evening news. “Kiryusha, hello. Did something happen?” “No, everything’s fine,” Kirill exhaled impatiently. “It’s just […]
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