“We’ll do a DNA test.” She didn’t dare object. “Fine,” she answered lifelessly. “Go ahead.

Zoya had always felt that her mother didn’t love her. It wasn’t that Yelizaveta Leonidovna ever said it outright or behaved deliberately cold. She never shouted, never reproached her, never said anything openly hurtful. Everything was like in other families, even better: nice clothes, new toys, trips to the sea. She always cooked delicious food, … Read more

We can’t keep canceling our plans every weekend just because your mom urgently needs to go to the dacha, back from the dacha, to the market! She’s an adult, let her…

So, tomorrow morning we’re taking the bikes to the new park, and then to that little Georgian restaurant that opened on the embankment?” Katya set a plate of pasta down in front of Alexey with a smile. Her voice sounded light, filled with the anticipation of a well-deserved rest. Friday evening was spreading through their … Read more

So you want me to sell my car because it’s girly and impractical, and for us to buy you a huge SUV?! And I’m supposed to go to work by metro? No, darling, I’ve thought of something better!

You could at least park farther from the curb. A gust of wind will blow it away and you won’t even notice,” Kirill was standing, leaning against the kitchen doorframe, watching Svetlana unpack the groceries from the bag. “It won’t blow away, I’m sitting in it. Heavy,” she threw over her shoulder without turning around. … Read more

I don’t get it! Why on earth should your sister and your mother be living in our bedroom while you and I sleep on the sofa in the living room? What kind of reshuffling of sleeping places is this supposed to be?

  “Ilya’s mom and Lenka are coming on Friday. I’ve already bought their tickets,” Igor mentioned offhandedly, without taking his eyes off his phone as he lazily scrolled some feed. He was sitting at the kitchen table in a relaxed pose, one of those evenings when the world feels simple and predictable. Veronika, who was … Read more

Oh, I’m really not feeling well today… and there’s dust in the apartment again, it’s awful. You’re not busy tomorrow, are you? You’ll come and help me clean up a bit, won’t you?

“Oh, I’m really not feeling well today… and the apartment is all dusty again, it’s awful. You’re not busy tomorrow, are you? You’ll come and help me tidy up a bit, right?” “Sorry, but tomorrow is my birthday…” “But you’re free in the morning! Come to me around seven, you’ll be done by eleven at … Read more

Tell Sveta you went to my place to help me,” she heard her mother-in-law’s words and couldn’t believe it. “I’ll cover for you…

Sveta,” drawled her colleague and best friend Natalya, “are you by any chance pregnant?” Sveta came back from the ladies’ room, pale as a sheet. During lunch at the café next to the office she had suddenly felt unwell and, apologizing, had hurried off, leaving half her meal untouched. “Only if it’s by accident,” Svetlana … Read more