—And is your mother ready to pay for it if she wants to invite that many guests? Or is it all on us again?!

Alexey was checking on his phone where so much money had gone on the credit card while Marina washed the dinner dishes. His mother’s call caught him off guard—she usually phoned on Sundays, and today was Wednesday. “Lyoshenka,” Valentina Petrovna’s voice sounded especially sweet, which always put him on alert, “I’ve been thinking about my […]

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I never expected to see him again—least of all here. The women’s health clinic breathed that familiar cocktail of antiseptic and stale coffee, a hum of soft conversation and the hiss of the espresso machine from the lobby alcove.

I never expected to see him again—certainly not here. The women’s health clinic smelled faintly of antiseptic and stale coffee, the walls plastered with posters about prenatal vitamins and fertility timelines. I sat in the waiting room, tapping the corner of my appointment slip against my knee, willing my name to appear on the screen. […]

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