Mikhail glanced at his watch for the hundredth time and exhaled irritably. Ten minutes. The damn commuter train was already ten minutes late! And the day had already been—well, about as bad as it gets. First, there was that pompous turkey of a client who bailed on the order at the last minute. «You know, […]
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In the morning, Yulia woke up to the sound of the alarm clock and, as usual, went to stoke the stove and then to wake up her sisters. She didn’t disturb her mother—ever since their father left for his mistress, her mother had stopped getting up in the mornings. The father’s mistress was named Zoya. […]
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Peter Ivanovich was always a reserved man. His life proceeded quietly—no fuss, no unnecessary words. His small wooden house stood on the very edge of the village, as if deliberately hidden from prying eyes. There, Peter lived his entire life. He didn’t expect visitors and didn’t hurry to visit neighbors. Everything he needed, he found […]
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