The frost cut into his face like a thousand icy blades. The wind gnawed under his jacket, soaked with sweat and covered with snow, as if mocking his weakened protection. Nikolay Parfenov stood at the edge of the Round Lake near Moscow, as if rooted to the ground. He was trembling—not from the cold. He … Read more
The thunderstorm broke out suddenly. Heavy clouds covered the sky, lightning flashed in the eyes, and thunder seemed to roll across the ground. Klavdiya Stepanovna felt uneasy in her heart, but she couldn’t understand why — it was just a sense of impending trouble that wouldn’t leave her. Suddenly, someone knocked loudly on the door. … Read more
Tatiana, what’s going on?” Olga Stepanovna looked around the empty living room, confused. “Where’s the table, where is everything?” “Excuse me?” Tatiana looked up from the laptop she had been working on intently when her mother-in-law entered the house. “Olga Stepanovna, I don’t understand you. What are you talking about?” Olga Stepanovna looked at her … Read more
The soup was bubbling on the stove for the last few minutes. I took a taste — it needed more salt. Habitually, I reached for the salt shaker and sprinkled a pinch. Igor likes his food saltier. Thirty-two years together, and he still hasn’t learned to properly salt food when he cooks himself. The clock … Read more
Nina inserted the key into the lock and turned it. Her palm slipped, and the key clinked against the metal door handle. She was so tired that even opening the door was difficult. The twelve-hour shift at the clinic where she worked as a nurse had drained all her strength. She wanted only one thing: … Read more
In a residential district on the outskirts of Voronezh, everyday quiet life prevailed. A neighborhood where everything was supposed to remain as before: calm, decent, without unnecessary noise. This was where Daniil Landyshev lived — a widower, owner of a small logistics company, a respected man who was always proud of his daughter. Sonya, his … Read more
When Vera Nikolaevna received a message that her third cousin Tatiana, who lived somewhere in the depths of the Urals, was asking to stay with her and her children in Moscow for a couple of weeks, her first reaction was to refuse. What could they possibly have in common? They had last seen each other … Read more
Maria gazed thoughtfully out the panoramic window of her office on the 47th floor of the city’s business center. Below, a dense stream of cars moved steadily, and the hurrying people appeared as vague shadows—but her mind was far from business papers and quarterly reports. She was thinking about Dmitry, the man who had become … Read more
The rich man unexpectedly invited the dishwasher to a banquet with foreigners. She entered the hall in a simple yet exquisite dress in shades of early sunset. Around her— a sparkling chandelier, crystal, silk tablecloths. And she—small, modest, as if accidentally caught in this world of luxury. But everything changed when she began to speak… … Read more
Tatiana never told anyone about what happened to her many years ago. She lived quietly, keeping to herself, trying not to meddle in other people’s affairs. If people asked for help, she always responded. But if not, she didn’t impose herself. Despite her blindness, Tanya sensed the world more sharply than many sighted people. By … Read more