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— “Olya, we need to go to Mom’s this weekend. She’s feeling bad again and asked for help,” Sergey’s voice, as he walked into the kitchen, was his usual carefree tone. He tossed his keys into the wicker basket on the shelf; the jingle of metal was as ordinary as the ticking of the wall … Read more

— Vera… I got hit on the road, — Gleb suddenly called his wife. She had just finished clearing the breakfast table and was about to start preparing lunch. Gleb had asked her to make his favorite salad, but it turned out they were out of the main ingredient. She had to go to the … Read more

— “Here’s how it’s going to be, Zoyenka.” The voice of Tamara Igorevna, sounding from the kitchen doorway, held not a drop of sentiment; it was more like an order barked at a negligent subordinate than a conversation with a daughter-in-law. Without an invitation she walked into the spacious room flooded with morning sun; her … Read more

— I have a two-room apartment, — Valentina Petrovna frowned, stirring sugar into her cup. — But after Artem moved in with you, the apartment became so empty and cold. Olga nodded, sipping her hot tea. Steam rose above the cup, creating a light haze between the women. Her mother-in-law’s kitchen always seemed dark but … Read more

 — Ksyusha! Ksyusha, help me! Where are you? Come here! — Roma started shouting as soon as he entered the apartment. Frightened, Ksenia dropped what she was doing in the kitchen and ran to the hallway. When she saw the guy, she was puzzled. — What is this?! Roma, why did you buy it? We … Read more

Watching the last departing guests, Yulia sat in the gazebo of the country house waiting for Kirill to return—now no longer a fiancé, but her lawful husband. Their modest but homely cozy wedding, attended only by relatives and closest friends, went exactly as Yulia had planned. With one exception: at the height of the celebration, … Read more

The first phone call from Sveta caught Irina by surprise. Her sister-in-law never called just like that—usually, their communication was limited to holiday greetings and rare meetings at family gatherings. But that June evening, when Irina was washing the dishes after dinner and Andrey was watching the news, the phone rang insistently. “Andryusha, hi,” Sveta’s … Read more

Alexander Mikhailych and Avdotya Pavlovna had already lived most of their lives neither in peace nor in harmony, but somehow they lived together — they never divorced. “Well, what, mother, it’s been 50 years since you married me, huh?” Alexander Mikhailych suddenly remembered the memorable anniversary of their wedding celebration. “Remember? And I thought you’d … Read more

The dinner plate flew into the trash can. The sharp clink of porcelain against plastic made me flinch. “Even the dog won’t eat your cutlets,” my husband laughed, pointing at the dog, who had deliberately turned away from the piece offered to him. Dmitry wiped his hands on the expensive kitchen towel I had bought … Read more

— “What do you mean, they’ll ‘stay here for a while’?” — “Well, since I’m not paying child support right now, my wife told me that for this month I have to take care of the kids myself.” — “Actually, I’m your wife.” — “Well, ex-wife—slip of the tongue. Why do you always nitpick?” — … Read more