“I’ll come home and sort everything out, but don’t be rude to Mom. Do what she says,” Andrey told her, having no idea what his wife was already planning.
Lena pushed the door open with her shoulder while balancing a tray in both hands. On it sat a deep plate with a meat patty and a side dish, a glass of fruit drink, and a fresh bread roll from the bakery on the corner. She smiled softly, almost automatically, already preparing herself for whatever […]
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