“Mom is flying to the seaside, and you’re going to the vegetable beds!” my husband snapped, throwing a commuter train ticket at me. I opened my laptop, and their cruise went down before it even began.

“Who peels potatoes like that, Verochka? You’re cutting half the tuber straight into the trash! There’s no economy in this house at all, only constant losses. And then you complain that there’s never enough money for anything.” The voice of my mother-in-law, Zinaida Petrovna, grated right above my ear, reminding me of the sound of […]

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“No, you are not going to live here. Not in any room, not in the storage closet, not in the attic. This is not up for discussion.”

“Try to understand, Mashenka, this is only temporary, just until you get back on your feet,” Nina Pavlovna said, carefully placing porcelain figurines into a box, wrapping each one in newspaper with painful precision. “We’ll rent out the apartment, the money will be good, we’ll pay for a semester right away, and then, who knows, […]

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My husband gave the money for my sister’s prosthesis to my sister-in-law, but my response cost them everything right at the banquet.

“Have you lost your mind?” Irma stood in the bathroom doorway, clutching a slippery, acrid-smelling silicone bowl in her hand. Albina, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, did not even flinch. She lazily adjusted the rustling foil on her hair and flicked ash from her cigarette straight into the sink. “Oh, don’t start. So […]

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“Call your collective-farm mother — we’ll give the guests something to laugh at!” my mother-in-law snapped. Mom came. And my mother-in-law ended up sobbing with shame in the restroom.

“Call your village bumpkin over. Let’s give people something to laugh at!” Eleonora Genrikhovna adjusted the diamond brooch on the lapel of her jacket and measured me with a contemptuous look. “Respectable people from the city will be gathering at my anniversary celebration. They need contrast. Let them see what hopeless backwater my son pulled […]

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