“Clear out the dacha — my sister’s relatives are coming to stay with us for the whole summer!” my husband brazenly declared. But I simply changed the locks and called security.
“By Friday, you’re clearing out of the dacha. Ira’s relatives are moving in for the whole summer,” Pavel said, setting my toolbox down on the porch. “I already took thirty thousand from Nina Zakharovna for food and utilities, so don’t embarrass me in front of people.” I stood by the door of the garden house […]
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