“I said you should give up that seat. Mom is the eldest in our family. She is the head of it. This is a matter of basic respect. Sit somewhere on the side. There are plenty of free chairs.”
Alina carefully adjusted the silver cutlery on the snow-white tablecloth, critically studying the perfectly arranged table. The crystal glasses caught the chandelier light, scattering strange little reflections across the fabric, while in the center stood the proud centerpiece of the evening: a roasted duck stuffed with apples and prunes. The aroma of rosemary, garlic, and … Read more