A fugitive prisoner burst into an old woman’s house during a thunderstorm. But the grandmother turned out to be no ordinary woman.
Anna Fedorovna sighed heavily, placing another pot down. — What a misfortune! When will this ever end? This endless rain. Maybe up there, the roof of God’s house is leaking? And if during the previous storm she only placed a couple of basins, now she had to set out four plus a kettle. — I … Read more