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“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 […]

“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, […]

“Have you cluttered your desk with all this wastepaper again? Didn’t we discuss the complete digitalization of document management in plain Russian at the last planning meeting? And here you are again with folders, binders, colorful sticky notes. You might as well bring a wooden abacus from home!” The voice of Veronika Andreevna, recently appointed […]

I stared at the two lines and couldn’t believe it. My hands were shaking so badly that I almost dropped the test. Pregnant. Igor and I had dreamed about this for three years. For three years we had tried, gone to doctors, taken tests. And now — it had happened. I rushed out of the […]

Tamara placed the dish with the pie on the table as if it were a seal on an important decree. Lena silently watched as her mother-in-law smoothed the tablecloth with her palm, as though erasing someone’s objections in advance. The apartment smelled of cinnamon and old-fashioned coziness, and Lena still hoped the evening would pass […]

“Are you seriously sitting there choosing a TV for my mother for forty-eight thousand?” Irina asked so quietly that even the kettle on the stove hissed as if it felt guilty. Oleg looked up from the laptop. On the screen gleamed a huge black panel, so important and smooth it looked as though it was […]

— Did you really give her the keys? To my apartment? Anton, just say yes or no, without that “well, listen” of yours. Anton stood barefoot in the middle of the hallway, wearing stretched-out house pants, with the face of a man who had not been woken up on a Sunday morning, but summoned to […]

“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 […]