Clear out the room for your sister-in-law—she has nowhere to live!” my mother-in-law announced, and my husband backed her up. But they couldn’t even imagine how I would answer.
Get your rags out of here—this is junk! We need to clear the room for Lenka!” the mother-in-law demanded, and the husband nodded. But they weren’t expecting the answer they were about to get. Anna was working on lace cuffs. A thin needle obediently dove through the weave of threads, leaving behind a barely visible […]
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