Little Sonya was starved and humiliated by a harridan of a mother-in-law and her blindly devoted mama’s-boy son.

The silence in the apartment was oppressive—thick as jelly, and just as sticky. Only the soft scrape of a fork along the rim of an almost empty plate disturbed it. At the table sat a small nine-year-old girl, her gaze fixed on the single spoonful of mashed potatoes smeared in a thin, pitiful layer across […]

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On my days off I’ll do what I want! I don’t care what you need or what you think of me!” — the daughter-in-law put the mother-in-law in her place.

Marina opened her eyes and immediately squeezed them shut against the bright sunlight filtering through the not-quite-drawn curtains. Her first thought was a happy one—Saturday! Their first weekend in three weeks with no trips, no meetings, nothing urgent. She stretched luxuriously, savoring the softness of the bed and the quiet of the apartment. Beside her, […]

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