If we believe the storyteller, the events that laid the foundation for this story took place in 1983. … Natalia Mikhailovna was a music teacher. She was loved by both children and parents for her ability to maximize the musical potential of her students. At the age of fifty-five, she retired, but she couldn’t sit […]
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Nadia regained consciousness in the intensive care unit and realized that her life would never be the same again. She heard the words spoken by her husband. The snow-white walls, the monotonous beep of the machines, the sharp smell of antiseptic—everything overwhelmed her as she started coming to. Her head buzzed, her body felt foreign, […]
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— Artyom, have you seen my earrings with the red stones? The ones shaped like teardrops? — Rita rummaged through her jewelry box, laying bracelets, rings, and chains on the vanity table. — Check the top drawer of the dresser. I think I saw them there, — Artyom said, fastening his cufflinks in front of […]
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Larisa stood by the window, staring at the gray sky. Three months ago, she had been a happy bride, but today she felt like a servant in her own home. Another morning began with the familiar knock on the bedroom door. «How much longer are you going to lie around?» came her mother-in-law’s commanding voice. […]
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