— «I taught those relatives a lesson they’ll forget the road to our house forever!» Alina laughed contentedly.
I hate September. I hate autumn!» Alina complained to her mother. «Again, my mother-in-law will claw her way into harvesting and preparing for winter. When will that woman have enough? She doesn’t have a stomach, she has an abyss!» Angelina Lvovna shook her index finger disapprovingly: «It’s not nice! Daughter, you shouldn’t talk like that!» … Read more