“I’m not dragging myself out to that godforsaken backwater to bury your mother,” her husband snapped. And when he heard about her bank account, he came crawling back with flowers.

Natalia woke to the insistent ringing of the phone. The clock read just before eight on an August Monday. Vitaly beside her grumbled and pulled the pillow over his head. “Hello?” Natalia’s voice was hoarse with sleep. “Natalya dear, it’s Valentina Ivanovna, your mother’s neighbor,” came the anxious voice of an elderly woman. “Sweetheart, be […]

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The young woman had quietly cared for the elderly lady without any fanfare. But the entire village was astonished when it was announced whom the old woman had named as the heir in her will.

It all began on the day the air turned thick and heavy, foretelling a storm. Into the stifling quiet of her little apartment, which smelled of tea and old paper, there burst an insistent knock at the door. On the threshold stood the postwoman, Klavdiya Ivanovna, and in her hands was not an ordinary envelope […]

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