— “I’m not going to keep going to your mother’s place and helping her just so she can pour dirt on me in return! And I don’t care that she’s old and ill.”

— “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

— “I’m not going to keep going to your mother’s place and helping her just so she can pour dirt on me in return! And I don’t care that she’s old and ill.”

— “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.

— 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

— And you won’t burst from taking my money, my dear mother-in-law? Say one more word about this and you can take your precious son back home with you.

— “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

— Why do you need a three-room apartment just for yourself? Rent it out, and you can live with me, — suggested the mother-in-law, planning to take all the income.

— 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

Watching the last departing guests with her eyes, Yulia sat in the gazebo of the country house and waited for Kirill to return — now no longer her fiancé, but her lawful husband.

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

“Let him pay off his debts himself now. I’m nobody to him anymore,” Irina smirked.

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 managed to live together—they never divorced.

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