Put the apartment in my name. And quickly. I want to start renovating it!” declared my mother-in-law, tossing the keys to my inherited apartment on the table.
Elena wearily set the grocery bags down on the table. Another long shift, another dinner after nine in the evening. She hadn’t even finished unpacking the groceries when the doorbell rang. Nina Borisovna was standing on the doorstep, her thin lips pressed together. “They raised the rent again!” the mother-in-law blurted out instead of a … Read more