My husband came home from work beaming, said he’d been promoted, and immediately announced that he now needed a wife to match his status – I don’t qualify.

My husband was standing in the hallway. His tie was undone. His face was red from the cold. Or from that conversation with his boss. I don’t know. “I got promoted!” I turned away from the stove. The pasta was boiling. Foam was creeping over the edge of the pot. I really should have turned […]

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Son, I took your idiot wife’s card, and there was nothing on it! I embarrassed myself in front of the entire restaurant!” the mother-in-law threw a tantrum.

Ekaterina stepped out of the shower and wrapped her hair in a towel. The apartment was quiet—Maxim was probably at the computer in the other room. She walked into the kitchen, poured herself some water, and only then noticed that the bag on the chair was slightly open. Strange. She was sure she had zipped […]

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So you talked your son into divorcing me? And the apartment’s in my name. Tough luck,” Olya laughed in her mother-in-law’s face

Where are the boxes? I’m asking you, where are the boxes?” Tamara Petrovna didn’t walk into the hallway, she sailed in, carrying her impressive bust in front of her like a medal for services to the motherland. Behind her, trying not to step on the rug with his dirty boots, slipped in Igor Sergeevich, clutching […]

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