My mother-in-law is moving in with us!” — declared my mother-in-law as she wheeled a large suitcase into the hallway of my apartment. I filed for divorce.
“Now the apartment is for three!” declared Valentina Petrovna, rolling a large suitcase on wheels into the hallway. “You’re mistaken, it’s for one,” I replied, staring at my mother-in-law wide-eyed. But she was already taking off her coat and hanging it on my coat rack as if she had lived here all her life. Igor … Read more