— I don’t care what you’re dreaming about, dear! I won’t give a single penny for that useless boat.
“Syoma, are you sitting down?” Lida began, stepping over the kitchen threshold and pulling off her scarf. Having just returned from the notary’s office, she was still in a slight daze — her face showing a mixture of surprise and childlike joy, as if she had found an unexpected gift where she least expected one. … Read more