The mother came to the concert at the orphanage and saw her deceased son on stage.
– Ah, Anna Alekseevna… The concert at the cultural center, yes-yes, you asked me to remind you, – Lenochka sang, glancing at the clock. – You’ll make it, just in time! The secretary knew that if Anna Alekseevna had gone to the cemetery, she’d forget everything. She called, warned, kept track, like a second mother, … Read more