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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— “You have to work for the good of the family,” my husband declared, not knowing I’d filed for divorce and was leaving for my new apartment.

I ran my finger over the cold steel of the keys in my pocket. Two brand-new, gleaming keys to an apartment Mark will never set foot in. “Should I hang another shelf above the dresser, what do you think?” he asked without looking up from his laptop. “For my awards. They’re bringing me another one […]

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My husband walked out for another woman, leaving me with four children and a mountain of debt. And yet, soon after, fate handed me a gift I’d never dared to imagine.

I can’t live like this anymore, Anya,” Sergey said, throwing his keys onto the table. They skidded through a dusting of flour, sending a white spray across the wood like a startled gust of snow. I froze with the dough clinging to my fingers. From the other room, the children fell silent, as if the […]

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— “This is my home. I’m done playing hostess. Everyone out.” It was past time those impolite “guests” learned some manners.

“Ksenia! Where have you disappeared to? The guests have been waiting half an hour for coffee! And cut the cake into larger pieces—Vasily Timofeyevich has a sweet tooth!” Her mother-in-law’s voice, Elena Petrovna’s, ricocheted through the apartment. Ksenia inhaled slowly, swallowing her irritation. A crowd of about ten had taken over the living room—every one […]

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— Mom, why was the new dad talking to someone on the phone last night and saying that you’re no longer needed by us? Svetlana ALMOST FELL.

— Mo… The spoon slipped from Svetlana’s hand. The ring of it striking the edge of the cup echoed through the quiet, not-yet-awakened kitchen. “Mom,” Nika repeated, “why did my stepdad say on the phone last night that you aren’t needed anymore?” With a sharp movement, the kissel in the mugs spilled onto the saucers. […]

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After looking over her daughter, Polina saw red welts from a belt. Something tore inside her. She gently moved the children aside and straightened up.

Polina was trudging home from work reluctantly. The autumn wind tugged at the hem of her coat, and the leaden clouds seemed to press down on her shoulders. But it wasn’t the weather that weighed on the young woman. An unexpected guest had appeared at their home today. In the afternoon, during an important meeting […]

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