We’ve come to live with you forever!” my husband’s relatives rejoiced. I didn’t argue — I simply had the electricity and water shut off.
Where do you keep the ironing board?” Those were the first words Raisa Fyodorovna said as she stepped into someone else’s apartment. Not “hello,” not “thank you for having us.” Just: where is the ironing board? As though she had come not to visit, but to inspect a warehouse. Irina stood in the hallway looking … Read more