Don’t grumble, old woman. This girl will be my wife, and starting today.
Denis, she’s just a kid. And where did you find this beggar?» Tatyana Viktorovna looked at her son with fright. After work, I stopped by the church to light a candle for the repose of the late Olenka. When I came out, the beggars were refreshed, but this big-eyed Yulia stood off to the side, […]
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