From her ninth-floor balcony, Maria Serhiivna could see forty-two glowing kitchen windows. She counted them during her first sleepless week in this new place, and every evening since, she checked if they were all still shining.

From her ninth-floor balcony, Maria Serhiivna could see forty-two glowing kitchen windows. She counted them during her first sleepless week in this new place, and every evening since, she checked if they were all still shining. It felt as if those windows belonged to her, too. As if someone out there was waiting for her […]

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For twenty years, a small squared sheet of paper hung on the fridge in Mom’s kitchen, held in place by a seahorse magnet. At the top, in Mom’s neat handwriting, was a single word: «Oleni.»

For twenty years, a small squared sheet of paper hung on the fridge in Mom’s kitchen, held in place by a seahorse magnet. At the top, in Mom’s neat handwriting, was a single word: «Oleni.» Below was a list that never seemed to end. Some things got crossed out, others were added in tiny letters […]

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Darina recognized the little red box right away. Just last night, she had spent half an hour gazing at it through the kitchen window and still couldn’t bring herself to walk out onto the porch.

Darina recognized the little red box right away. Just last night, she had spent half an hour gazing at it through the kitchen window and still couldn’t bring herself to walk out onto the porch. Now, the box sat on the second step, amidst the damp maple leaves. Overnight, frost had formed on the railings, […]

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Masha will be your direct supervisor.

“Masha will be your direct supervisor. And I don’t want to hear any objections about it,” Galina Petrovna said to Elena, her former daughter-in-law. “She assigns the tasks, and you execute them. If you’re unhappy with this, you can hand in your resignation.” Elena glanced at her ex-husband’s new girlfriend. Masha sat confidently at her […]

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«You’ve gotten too old, Olga! I met someone else!» – He packed his things and left, but it wasn’t long before he came crawling back.

Olga and Georgiy celebrated their 17th wedding anniversary in a quiet, family way. Olga made her signature roast and baked a cherry pie, while their fifteen-year-old daughter Diana gave them a touching collage made from old family photos. In those pictures, she and Georgiy—then still young grad students—laughed together, cuddling in a chilly autumn park. […]

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— Oh, I remember your mother very well. Larysa. She used to scrub the floor under my desk while I was holding meetings. — And then, suddenly switching to ‘you’, raising his voice so everyone in the hall could hear: — Your mother was a cleaning lady, and now you think you can sit at the table with us?!

For twenty years, Larysa Mykolaivna knew more about this company than any of its directors. Which step on the second floor creaked. Whose office window stayed open all winter. Which bosses greeted you first, and which ones looked right through you like through freshly cleaned glass. Now, all that knowledge meant nothing. She stood in […]

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“For forty years, I’ve been the one feeding everyone who came by. Can’t there be just one time when someone takes care of me?”

«How many people in your party?» the girl at the entrance asked, already reaching for two menus. «Just one,» replied Tamara Fedorivna. She was surprised at how steady her voice sounded. At home, while getting ready, she’d practiced this phrase several times in front of the hallway mirror, and each time her voice would falter, […]

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