It had been only three weeks since we buried Mom, and my brother had already called in an appraiser for the house.

It had been only three weeks since we buried our mother, and my brother had already called an appraiser for the house. In the yard of our parents’ home in Volgograd, apples were dropping one after another, thudding dully against the ground. The house—a small two-room place from the 1970s with a wooden veranda—seemed smaller […]

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— That’s your problem, my dear, that you don’t have a car anymore! You were the one who got behind the wheel when you could barely stand, so don’t even ask for mine! You are never getting behind its wheel!

“Give me the keys to your car, I need to get to the resort,” Maxim tossed out without looking up from what he was doing. Hot steam hissed from under the iron, smoothing the last stubborn crease on the snow-white shirt collar. He did it with showy nonchalance, as if the mere fact that he […]

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At the wedding, the son insulted his mother, calling her a “scoundrel” and a beggar, and ordered her to leave. But she took the microphone and gave a speech…

Svetlana Petrovna stood in the doorway of the room, barely opening the door — so as not to disturb, but also not to miss an important moment. She looked at her son with the same gaze that mixed motherly pride, tenderness, and something almost sacred. Sashka stood before the mirror in a light suit with […]

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“Your ‘beauty’ can celebrate her birthday without you—go and meet little Yulia!” she heard her mother-in-law say, and she was stunned…

While tidying up the entryway, Milana heard her mother-in-law’s voice and looked out the window. Her husband was sitting on the front steps, talking to his mother over a video call. Milana went back to sorting the shoes, deciding not to eavesdrop, but Nina Yevgenyevna was speaking loudly enough that it was impossible not to […]

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— The apartment is ours now! My son said so!” — my husband’s parents showed up at the door with suitcases.

Nadezhda stood by the bank window, clutching the account statement in her hands. The numbers blurred before her eyes from excitement. Seven million. A full seven million rubles. — Nadya, well, what is it? — Evgeny came up behind her, peering over his wife’s shoulder. — Is everything correct? — Yes, Zhenya… — Nadezhda’s voice […]

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— What are you doing here, you nag? We didn’t invite you! You’re not part of the family, so beat it! — the mother-in-law barked, having gathered the relatives for Easter… at her daughter-in-law’s dacha.

“What did you come barging in for, you cow? We didn’t invite you. You’re not part of the family, so get out!” the mother-in-law snapped, having gathered with the relatives for Easter at her daughter-in-law’s dacha. And ten minutes later, everyone was running off, slippers flying. Sunbeams slid across the light wallpaper, glinting off the […]

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Marina couldn’t believe her ears when her mother-in-law dumped this right out at dinner. She and Sergey had only just started eating, and Lyudmila Petrovna, wearing the face of a seasoned prosecutor, had launched into handing out her “wise” advice again.

“Have you lost your mind, Lyudmila Petrovna? Olya’s already living practically on a dump, and now she’s going to take my apartment too?” Marina couldn’t believe her ears. She and Sergey were having dinner, and her mother-in-law, Lyudmila Petrovna—wearing the face of a prosecutor—was laying out her plan. “Olya needs support. She needs a place […]

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I came home at the wrong time—or just in time—to catch my mother-in-law in her element. Trying on my jewelry came with a running commentary about her plans for my property. And then—a call to the lawyer.

“I came home at the wrong time—or at exactly the right time to catch my mother-in-law playing the heiress in action. Trying on my jewelry came with plans for my property. Then a call to the lawyer.” Tatyana stood in front of a huge mirror in the walk-in closet, scrutinizing her reflection. An ivory cashmere […]

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