— Mom, I don’t understand anything. How is this possible?! — Olga looked at her mother in disbelief. — I don’t understand anything either! — her mother, usually restrained and calm, was clearly nervous. — I’m telling you again! Five years ago I put money in this bank on deposit, with interest, and now I […]
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Diana stood in the kitchen, staring at the screen of her phone. A message from her mother-in-law, Alla Gennadyevna, glowed like an unnaturally bright spot in the evening half-darkness: “Pasha, just a reminder: my birthday is on Saturday at 6:00 p.m. I’m expecting you and Seryozha. The table will be lavish. Ask Diana on my […]
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Listen, Liz, I talked it over with Kostik,” Dima said, turning his phone over in his hands without looking at his wife. “He says it’s stupid to keep the apartment only in your name. What if something happens? Then I’d have to prove my rights afterward.” “What rights?” Liza froze with a towel in her […]
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“What kind of lawyer are you? You can’t even string two words together!” — I’d heard those words from my father since childhood. He was a well-known prosecutor in our city, ashamed of my stutter, and he did everything he could to crush my dream. But he failed to account for one thing: while I […]
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A sharp ring at the door sliced through the mourning silence of my apartment. Forty days hadn’t even passed since Kostya’s funeral—I still hadn’t learned how to breathe without him—yet my mother-in-law, Larisa Grigoryevna, was already standing on the threshold. And she wasn’t alone. Beside her was a hunched man with a briefcase. She didn’t […]
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