— Since I’m now the nanny for your sister’s kids, here’s the bill for my services, — the wife had grown tired of tolerating a daycare at home.
Lera was standing by the mirror in the hallway, touching up her lipstick, when the doorbell rang. She glanced at the clock — half past six in the evening. Sergey hadn’t come home from work yet, and she was supposed to meet a friend at a café. The bell rang again, more insistently. “Lera, open … Read more