“You chose to live with your mother? Fine. Then both of you can get out of my apartment today,” the wife said calmly.
— Vladlen, have you cleared out the wardrobe yet? I want to hang my coats there. Vera’s boxes can go into the storage room. And those old sweaters of hers should have been thrown away ages ago, but for some reason she keeps holding on to them, — Nina Arkadyevna said loudly into the phone. … Read more