— Very bright, beautiful, I’d say rather unusual, — Vadim said thoughtfully, carefully examining his wife’s drawings. — Do you like them? — Natasha asked with a smile as she sat down next to him on the sofa. — Unusual, — the man admitted, rifling through the sheets of illustrations. — Children love everything bright; … Read more
— I’ve seen the payment receipts, of course. And I’ve already paid them. But I just don’t understand why I’ve been handling this for several months now?” she said gloomily. “— Yul, come on, that’s enough, alright? Every morning it’s the same! You know I’m looking for a job. I’m looking, but so far nothing … Read more
Warm May evening gently enveloped the city, as if wrapping it in a thin blanket. Ksenia settled on the balcony of their new country house, watching Artem fuss with the barbecue in the yard. Four-year-old Lera, doing everything she could to help her dad, handed him all sorts of little things, while six-year-old Maxim tirelessly … Read more
I was retrieving the guest plates from the shelf when I overheard a snippet of conversation in the corridor. Nina, my cousin, was whispering to Artyom—but clearly enough: “She works at the bank; she gets bonuses, awards… They say Marina has already paid for everything. Can you imagine what kind of celebration it will be?” … Read more
— Anechka, don’t worry so much, everything will work out,” Sofya Petrovna said as she sighed heavily and tenderly squeezed her daughter-in-law’s hand. Tears streamed down Anna’s cheeks. “— Please, don’t speak that way. You will definitely get better, and we will live as before.” “— No, my dear, I feel my time is running … Read more
– Gena, are you sure you’ve thought everything through properly? – Mom… – I know what I’m talking about. She’s with you only for your money, isn’t she? Gennady let out a heavy sigh. – Mom, I understand your concerns, but they are completely unfounded. Arguing with you is pointless; you won’t change your mind … Read more
— That’s the way things are, Yanka. I decided to sell the apartment, — Sasha sprawled on the couch and turned on the TV, as if he had just announced some important news. — What, just like that? — Yana froze at the kitchen counter with a cup in her hands. — Why drag it … Read more
A knock on the door sounded just as I was about to toss another batch of burnt pancakes into the trash. Three in the morning isn’t exactly the best time for culinary experiments, but insomnia mixed with VK video recipes is a dangerous combination. — If it’s Petrovich again with his homemade moonshine, I swear … Read more
The morning began with a pulsating headache. Marina swallowed a pill and glanced at the clock. Five in the morning, and there were still three hours until work. There was no point in trying to go back to sleep—she wouldn’t have been able to fall asleep anyway. She had only recently learned to relax a … Read more
Sergey Vladimirovich had always been a man of action. That’s why, after just a week and a half, on one clear May day, he—having left the manager in charge—climbed into the driver’s seat of his SUV and set off, not exactly knowing what awaited him ahead. It should be noted that the head of the … Read more