“You’re not my mother, so stop coming to our home all the time and trying to teach me how to live! If you come here one more time, my husband won’t have a mother anymore! Do you understand me?!”
Dusty, Darina. I taught you that you need to start cleaning from top to bottom. First wipe the cabinets, then the shelves, and only then take on the floor.” Galina Viktorovna’s voice—steady and devoid of emotion—cut through the silence of the entryway. Her index finger, crowned with a flawless manicure, slowly drew a line across … Read more