Category: ПОЛИТИКА

— Mom, you have to help me. — Sorry, darling, but I don’t owe you anything. These words hung in the air like heavy raindrops before a storm. Ekaterina Vasilyevna tightened her grip on the phone so that her knuckles turned white. On the other end of the line, there was a ringing silence. — […]

Dima?” Natasha saw her boyfriend through the peephole and, throwing on a robe, opened the door. “So why did you come?” “To talk.” “About what? Are you going to freeze me out again? We’ve already discussed everything,” she stepped back, and Dmitry noticed something interesting in the bedroom: rumpled sheets, two glasses with unfinished wine, […]

Arkady! Look at this!” Jeanne shoved the phone screen in front of her cohabitant. “Your daughter has completely lost it! How could she send me this?!” Arkady stared at Jeanne’s phone for several minutes before he couldn’t help but chuckle. “You’re still smiling? You’re in on it with her!” “Sweetheart, don’t shout… You wanted to […]

Lena was riding in a minibus, tightly holding an neatly wrapped box against her. Inside were two homemade pies: a cherry charlotte and a delicate honey cake. These were the treats her mother-in-law, Valentina Pavlovna, loved so much. Her sons and husband never remembered dates, never paid attention to the little things. But Lena — […]

Vera was slowly returning to reality, as if rising from a bottomless abyss. She understood that somehow she was coming back from somewhere, but she couldn’t comprehend where exactly. Muffled voices were heard around her. Voices and suffering. Suffering, growing with every second, filling her entire being. A clear guess flashed through her mind: she […]

Svetlana Petrovna stood by the half-open door, trying not to make a sound so as not to disturb the quiet of the moment. She cautiously watched her son—Sasha, who, in a light suit and bow tie, looked like a movie hero. His friends were helping him finish his look, and he remained calm, confident, almost […]

After the workout, Vika hurried home, having promised her husband that she would cook fish soup. When she entered the apartment, she saw her husband Leonid sitting in the kitchen, drinking wine. — Wow, look at you… Leonid, you couldn’t wait for me? At least let me prepare an appetizer… — No need, sit down; […]

Please, daughter, pity me,» I begged. «I haven’t eaten bread for three days, and I have no money left.» Tears were running down my cheeks, covered with fine wrinkles. In my hands, I only held a bag with empty bottles. «But how can this be?» they answered. «This is a bread stand. We don’t take […]