“They built us a house—thank you! Now move out; we’re going to live here!” the parents demanded.
Lyuda stood in the doorway of her own two-bedroom apartment, unable to believe what she had just heard. Her father-in-law, Nikolai Petrovich, and her mother-in-law, Valentina Vasilyevna, were standing on the threshold with suitcases in their hands, looking as though they intended to move in immediately. “What do you mean, ‘vacate it’?” Lyuda asked quietly. […]
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