The relatives decided to celebrate the second day of my sister-in-law’s wedding at our place—I didn’t argue, but I greeted the guests in my own way.

  Lena woke up because the phone wouldn’t stop ringing. She reached for the nightstand and picked up the receiver. On the screen—her mother-in-law. “Good morning,” Lena’s voice was sleepy, hoarse.   “Lenochka, are you still not asleep?” the mother-in-law was brisk and cheerful. Far too cheerful for nine in the morning after last night. […]

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My mom will stay with us for a month,’ my husband announced on the eve of my due date. I quietly packed my things and left, and he didn’t even understand what had happened.

My parents are coming tomorrow to stay with us for a month to help with the baby,” my husband happily announced one evening, a week before my due date. He expected me to jump for joy. Instead, I silently packed my things and went to my mother’s, leaving him alone in our tiny apartment. He […]

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This is our house, what rights do you have here?” my mother-in-law jumped up when the notary refused to process the paperwork.

Nadezhda, dear, I asked you not to touch those documents!” my mother-in-law’s voice sounded unexpectedly sharp when I picked up the folder from the table. Svetlana Ivanovna was standing in the doorway of the study, and her usually friendly face twisted in an irritated grimace. She quickly walked over and literally snatched the folder out […]

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You took out a loan to fund your relatives’ dreams? I’m not taking part in this circus—don’t count on me,” the wife declared.

  A July evening in the two-room apartment on Stroiteley Street was especially stifling. Irina sat in an armchair by the window, turning over in her mind the events of the past few weeks. A thirty-five-year-old elementary school teacher, she had always been observant and good at noticing details that slipped past others. Those traits […]

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At her anniversary party, my mother-in-law suddenly demanded that I give back the gold earrings she had given me for my wedding

  “Earrings!” her mother-in-law snapped. “The ones I gave you for the wedding. Take them off right now.” “Lyudmila Borisovna, I… I don’t understand,” Kristina began. “Why are you—” “Just take them off,” the woman cut her short. “They’re my earrings. I changed my mind about giving them to you. And I want them back.” […]

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“Get the child out of here—there’s no place for poor moms in our restaurant,” the hostess hissed while I was dialing the restaurant owner’s number.

  I stood at the entrance to the restaurant, holding my daughter’s hand. Kira was tired after the clinic, cranky, and hungry. We had just gone in for her vaccination, and I had promised her something tasty afterward. The restaurant was nearby, and I also wanted to check how things were going there. I hadn’t […]

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