“What do you mean, it’s canceled?!” Irina froze with her phone in her hand, unable to believe what she had just heard. The message from the country hotel was still glowing on the screen: “We look forward to welcoming you for your twentieth wedding anniversary celebration.” She had spent so much time preparing for that … Read more
“Why would one woman need so many apartments? Transfer one to Kolya and the other to Lena. There’s no sense letting good property go to waste.” Galina Pavlovna said it as casually as though she were asking someone to pass the bread. Her plump hands continued spooning Olivier salad onto everyone’s plates, and her voice … Read more
“You spend far too much money on yourself. From now on, my mother will handle every purchase,” Denis declared firmly, pushing his empty dinner plate aside. Elena had just entered the kitchen after spending fourteen uninterrupted hours beside the ovens in her pastry workshop. She froze with the kettle still in her hands. Her fingers, … Read more
“Hand over the safe keys, Nadya, and stop pretending you’re the injured innocent!” Rimma Albertovna demanded, raising her voice to the shrill, grating pitch usually associated with market women screaming across their stalls. She stood in the middle of the small but immaculately maintained living room, her hands planted firmly on her hips. Her heavy … Read more
Victoria opened the door to her apartment and froze on the threshold. Two suitcases stood in the hallway, and voices drifted in from the living room. Slowly, she slipped the bag from her shoulder, trying to understand who had barged into her home. “Oh, there she is!” came the familiar voice of Nelly Pavlovna. “So … Read more
Margarita rushed into the apartment, barely able to catch her breath. Three years of marriage had taught her plenty, but she still could not understand how her husband managed to turn every ordinary situation into a full-blown circus. Stanislav stood in the middle of the hallway with his arms folded across his chest, staring at … Read more
Part One. The Acoustics of a Confined Space The inside of the car smelled of expensive leather and cheap Shalimar perfume, which Tamara Pavlovna, Snezhana’s mother-in-law, appeared to have poured over herself from head to toe. The heavy, cloying sweetness mingled with the artificial scent of vape smoke that Izolda, Snezhana’s sister-in-law, kept secretly breathing … Read more
The apartment door flew open without so much as a knock. Svetlana had not even managed to get up from the sofa when Galina Petrovna stormed into the hallway, followed closely by her son, Alexey. Her mother-in-law’s face burned with such determination that she looked as though she had come to declare war. “Here’s what’s … Read more
Nadezhda’s apartment glowed with festive decorations. It was her birthday, and she had invited only the people closest to her: her father, her mother-in-law and her husband, Viktor’s sister, and a couple of friends. There would be no unnecessary guests and certainly no unexpected visitors. After what had happened at her mother-in-law’s birthday celebration, Nadezhda … Read more
Part 1. Symphony of Collapse “So, you’ve decided to leave?” her husband laughed cruelly as he watched her pack. “Don’t even think about coming back! Who would ever want you, you glorified test-tube scrubber?” Savva lounged in a vintage armchair upholstered in burgundy velvet. A glass of expensive aged cognac swayed lazily in his hand—the … Read more