A woman expecting twins was on her way to have an abortion, but on the way she met an elderly woman who didn’t have money for the fare.

Anna felt—without the slightest exaggeration—like the luckiest woman on the planet. In just twelve months her reality had changed so much that the past seemed like a hazy, alien dream. Only a year ago her life had been subject to the will of a relative with whom she lived. That woman had turned her niece’s […]

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Pack your things and get out of his apartment,” my mother-in-law declared when I refused to take out a loan in my name…

“Pack your things and vacate his apartment,” declared my mother-in-law when I refused to take out a loan in my name… Nastya pulled the sleeves of her sweater down, trying to get warm. The apartment was chilly—the radiators were barely lukewarm. A dim autumn light seeped through the window, raindrops slowly sliding down the glass. […]

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— “They took my mistress and my wife to the same maternity hospital…” His own voice in the receiver sounded surprisingly calm and confident.

Artem stood by the window, clutching his phone, a smug smile on his face. His reflection in the glass smiled back at him—a successful, accomplished man who today would become a father… twice. His thoughts tangled, mixing into a strange and shameful cocktail of pride, fear, and anticipation. “They took my mistress and my wife […]

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Stop jabbing me over every penny, Igor! I pay for my own things—I don’t ask you for money, I earn it myself! And quit counting money that isn’t yours!

— More junk again? You’d be better off spending it on food. The phrase was tossed at her back, harmlessly, almost lazily, like you’d toss a bone to a dog. Igor didn’t even think it necessary to turn his head. His attention was completely absorbed by the flicker of colored blotches on the huge TV […]

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The other day, a young woman settled into the abandoned manor at the edge of the village. In the village of Omutovo they didn’t take kindly to outsiders.

In the village of Omutovo, outsiders were not welcome. The moment a stranger appeared on the horizon, curious eyes would peek out from behind curtains, and a silent council of grandmothers would gather on the bench by the gate, keeping sharp watch on the newcomer’s every move. So it was this time too. Down the […]

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To Marry an Orphan Elena had turned twenty-three. In their small provincial town, that was the milestone people saw as the border between carefree youth and a settled, orderly life. Friends, neighbors, the aunts at the market—one and all considered it their duty to inquire about suitors and, with a sigh, hint that it was time to start thinking seriously, otherwise she’d end up a spinster.

Elena had just turned twenty-three—a milestone which, in their small provincial town, was considered the boundary between carefree youth and a settled, orderly life. Friends, neighbors, and the aunts at the market all felt obliged to inquire about suitors and, with sighs, hint that it was high time to think seriously about such things, or […]

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The ‘Beloved’ Son-in-Law. A country lout—uncouth and crude—whose idea of good manners seemed limited to not smacking his lips too loudly.

A country lout—uncouth and crude—whose idea of good manners seemed to begin and end with not smacking too loudly. His life was laughably primitive: by day he hauled some kind of goods around in his battered car, and night after night he sat glued to his computer, from which came explosions and the clatter of […]

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