“In just two days, you insulted my five-year-old daughter and humiliated my wife twice,” Dmitry said, looking at his brother and his brother’s wife. “Tomorrow, I’m calling you a taxi.”
Morning began with a phone call. Dmitry stood on the veranda, pressing the phone to his ear, looking down at the sea as it lazily rolled the pebbles along the shore. The conversation lasted five minutes, no more. “Marina,” he called, walking back into the house. “Seryozha called. He wants to come with Kira and […]
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