— Where’s the soup I made yesterday? — Sveta asked indignantly.
— Where’s the soup I made yesterday? — Sveta asked indignantly. — I threw it out, — her mother-in-law replied briskly, stirring something in the pan. — It was too watery. I made a new one — richer and thicker. A man needs to be well fed! Sveta and Lesha lived in a small but … Read more