We’re not going to the restaurant for your birthday. I’ve already canceled everything,” Marina said, neatly folding the wrapping paper into the box. Her voice was even, almost flat, but there was something tired in it. A birthday should have been a reason to celebrate, but instead of anticipation she felt irritation mixed with a […]
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You could at least park farther from the curb. A gust of wind will blow it away and you won’t even notice,” Kirill was standing, leaning against the kitchen doorframe, watching Svetlana unpack the groceries from the bag. “It won’t blow away, I’m sitting in it. Heavy,” she threw over her shoulder without turning around. […]
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Olya will cook something, like always…” Viktor’s voice rang out as he answered his relatives, staring at the empty fridge. I didn’t start cooking—I decided to make a record of the food that had been eaten. I opened the fridge and froze for a moment, peering into the emptiness. On the middle shelf stood a […]
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“Where could they have gone?!” Yegor’s roar rolled through the apartment, making the cat dozing on the windowsill twitch its ear in annoyance. For the third time he turned out the pockets of the jeans hanging on the chair and hurled them back with force. “I clearly remember putting them in my jacket! I’m sure […]
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“An overdue loan payment? What loan?” Zinaida pressed the phone between her ear and shoulder, trying with her free hand to catch the cash register log as it slid off the desk. “Credit agreement number seven-three-four-eight, dated November twenty-second of last year,” the woman’s indifferent voice droned in the receiver. “Issued in your name as […]
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“Is that it? Has she gone?” Kirill’s voice in the receiver was taut, like a stretched string. There was silence on the other end. Not long—just a second or two—but in that time he managed to imagine the worst. Then Alina’s quiet, exhausted reply came: “She’s gone.” “Are you okay? Did she… do something?” And […]
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