“My husband’s parents came to visit for three days. The only problem was that their dear son hadn’t lived here for a long time.”
Nastya did not open the door right away. She stood there with the keys in her hand, as if she did not recognize the doorbell. Her coat was wet, the umbrella was covered in droplets, and the handle on the bag of milk was torn. The evening was coming to an end; the stairwell already […]
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