“Mom gets June, Svetka gets July, Vitya gets August,” my husband had scheduled the entire summer at our dacha.
“I’ve planned the whole summer for everyone,” he said. “Mom gets June, Svetka and the kids get July, and Vitya gets August. Clever, right?” Marina did not answer at once. She finished peeling the carrot, placed the knife on the cutting board, and only then straightened up. Besides the two of them, Svetka was sitting … Read more