— “How much longer are we going to live as three in my apartment?! Take your mom and your sister and get out after them!” Galya roared.

Galya turned a crumpled napkin in her hands for a long time, staring at the hospital papers spread out on the table. Roma sat across from her, nervously tapping his fingers on the tabletop. “You understand, Galochka, Mom is really weak after the surgery,” her husband said quietly, avoiding direct eye contact. “The doctors said […]

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In a traffic jam, a little fortune-telling girl with unusual hands came up to me… When I saw the same hands on her father, I realized: that was exactly what would make the perfect birthday present for my husband!

I forgot my husband’s milestone birthday. Completely, absolutely, irrevocably wiped the date from my mind. The blame lay with a mad, knock-you-off-your-feet work rhythm: an Indian delegation, crucial negotiations, endless interpreting from English into Russian and back again, twelve, sometimes fourteen hours a day. When you work as a high-level simultaneous interpreter, your brain slowly […]

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