Sunlight, filtering softly through the sheer curtains, gently fell upon a photograph in a silver frame—a snapshot frozen with the smile of a woman whose life was cut far too short. Vlad sat in his chair, motionless like a statue, silently gazing at Valya’s face. His eyes no longer wept, but inside, everything tightened as […]
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Svetlana wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked at the clock. Half past five. There were still thirty minutes left in the workday, but no one was left outside the medical station. The April sun pierced through the blinds, casting striped shadows on the old linoleum. The paramedic stretched, loosening her stiff back. The […]
Продолжение...— What a disaster! — she whispered, looking up at the ceiling as if trying to see the very sky through the cracks. — When will this ever end? The rain’s gone mad — it just keeps pouring nonstop! Could it be that the roof in heaven itself, right above the Lord, has sprung a […]
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Crystal chimed merrily, the guests were smiling, and Maria couldn’t take her eyes off her husband. Dmitry—now officially her husband—was beaming with happiness. The wedding had gone beautifully: a cozy restaurant decorated with fresh flowers, their favorite people all around, and most importantly—they were together, despite everything. “Cheers to the newlyweds!” the toastmaster proclaimed […]
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Last summer brought such scorching days that the air above the field shimmered like a quivering sheet of water, and heat rose from the ground in a wavering haze that made every breath sear and drag. I was fixing my tractor right in the middle of the boundless field—the gearbox had failed, leaving the iron […]
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Emma Nikolaevna had been bustling around the kitchen since early morning. Cutlets sizzled in the pan, and the oven breathed out the smell of apple pie. Olga followed her husband into the apartment, immediately caught the familiar aromas, and sighed. “Vit, something’s definitely up. Emma only bakes pie for special occasions.” “Oh, come on, Mom,” […]
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Marina wiped her hands on her apron and looked over the terrace. The table was set perfectly—just like everything in her life. Olivier salad in a crystal bowl, herring under a fur coat cut into neat individual portions, homemade eggplant caviar in a ceramic pot she had bought especially for the dacha. Even the tomatoes […]
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— Dasha, you don’t know how to make salads at all! This is a jubilee, not a student party! — Tamara Nikolaevna demonstratively pushed away the plate with the freshly chopped ingredients. — I’m doing everything according to the recipe! — Dasha tried to speak calmly, though her hands were already trembling with tension. — […]
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Sveta, accept nature’s bounty! Straight from the garden—courtesy of Mom and Dad!” Pavel’s voice—deliberately cheerful and ringing—burst into the apartment’s silence. A galvanized bucket clanged as it hit the laminate in the entryway, leaving a dirty, damp circle on the clean floor. Pavel himself beamed as if he hadn’t hauled in a bucket of potatoes […]
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Yana parked the car in the courtyard and turned off the engine. It had been a hectic day—two wedding hairstyles in a row, a capricious bride who changed her mind three times, plus the regular clients. But the register was ringing, and that was encouraging. The salon she’d opened two years ago was finally bringing […]
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