Okay then: the apartment is mine, the dacha outside Moscow is yours, the car is mine,” Andrey said, running his pen over the sheet without looking up. “You’ll get half of the bank deposit and my mother’s jewelry.” I stared at the man I’d lived with for twenty-six years. And I thought about how easily […]
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Dusty, Darina. I taught you that you need to start cleaning from top to bottom. First wipe the cabinets, then the shelves, and only then take on the floor.” Galina Viktorovna’s voice—steady and devoid of emotion—cut through the silence of the entryway. Her index finger, crowned with a flawless manicure, slowly drew a line across […]
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A Concert for the Mother-in-Law “Have you lost your mind?!” Kirill burst into the apartment without even taking off his jacket. In his hands were a bright brochure and a receipt. His eyes were bulging. “I’m busting my back from morning till night, and you’re blowing my money on nonsense! ‘Awakening female energy’… What is […]
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Marina’s kitchen was exactly the kind every woman over thirty dreams of: spacious, spotless, the tiles shining, a tablecloth on the table that wasn’t splattered with borscht, and a fridge stocked with food you wouldn’t be ashamed to serve even to your mother-in-law. Although, of course, for Tatyana Petrovna you could serve it on a […]
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So, what is it? What are you going to treat me to today, wife? Oh man, I’m starving! I could eat a whole bull right now!” Mikhail burst noisily into the apartment, back from work. He was sure his wife—who always came home earlier than he did—was already there, as usual, cooking in the kitchen […]
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“I’m ashamed to take you to the banquet,” Denis didn’t even look up from his phone. “There will be people there. Normal people.” Nadezhda stood by the refrigerator with a carton of milk in her hand. Twelve years of marriage. Two kids. And now—ashamed. “I’ll wear the black dress. The one you bought me.” “It’s […]
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