“So you did bring something for the table, didn’t you? Then that’s exactly what I’ll serve you,” I said with a smile to my visibly disappointed guests.
Aunt Valya was the first to set her bag down on the veranda. She looked over the table — completely empty, covered with a checkered tablecloth, without a single plate on it. For a second, her face fell as though she had just seen something improper. “Tonya, did we come too early or something? The … Read more