The wealthy patient gave the cleaner’s daughter his phone. The mother saw a photo in the gallery and recognized herself there.
Svetochka peeked into the private room where her mother was mopping the floors. “Mom, I’m scared to sit there alone,” she said. Olga turned sharply and whispered: “Svet, you can’t be here. We had an agreement. Do you want them to fire me?” “Mom, I’ll just stand here quietly.” “You can’t, go away.” “Let her … Read more