Two days later, while Ksenia was preparing dinner, someone rang the doorbell. She opened the door and saw a tall man. A small dog on a leash sat at his feet.
When will this ever end? One thing after another. I’ll send you to your father to be raised by him,” she muttered under her breath. “Mom, can I ride the scooter in the yard with Vanka?” “I know how you’ll ride. And where am I supposed to find you afterwards?” Ksenia grumbled. Two days ago, … Read more