Marinka, have we run out of normal food? Why did you heat up yesterday’s chicken for me?» Maxim yelled from the kitchen, dissatisfied.

Marinka, have we run out of normal food? Why did you heat up yesterday’s chicken for me?» Maxim yelled from the kitchen, dissatisfied. «And am I supposed to just flush it down the toilet? You’re forever unhappy about everything; how much longer can this go on? Maybe you should get a job? Starting tomorrow, you […]

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You’re already a cripple, give away the dacha, why do you need surgery?» laughs my sister into my face.

«I need surgery…» my voice trembles, like a thin thread ready to snap. «The doctors say that if I don’t, my legs might completely fail me…» My sister’s laughter, cold and prickly like an icy wind, cuts through the air: «You’re almost a cripple already, what’s the difference?» There’s malice in her words. «You should […]

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