Mother left on Wednesday afternoon and told her daughter not to go outside. When Polinka went to bed, the stove was still warm, but by morning the house had grown cold. Mother was gone. The girl got out from under the blanket, put her feet into felt boots, and ran to the kitchen. Nothing had … Read more
She had to grow up early — at twelve years, six months, and three days. Not on the day her mother died, but earlier: her mother was hospitalized, and her father said that Yana was now the eldest. That she must take her brothers to kindergarten, pick them up, cook lunch, and generally do everything … Read more
Anastasia received an apartment as a gift from her parents for her twenty-fifth birthday. It was small, but her own, in a good neighborhood with decent neighbors. Her parents gave up nearly all their savings to buy their daughter a home. It was truly a gift from fate. At first, Anastasia could hardly believe that … Read more
You know, it’s just impossible to exist with you,» Andrei said, turning his back on Olga by the window. His silhouette stood out against the gloomy October sky. «You’re always so perfect, so convenient… like old house slippers.» Olga intently observed his back in a gray sweater. For twenty years she had watched it: every … Read more
The snow was falling in thick, heavy flakes, as if it was trying to cover the earth with a white blanket as quickly as possible. The evening was damp and cold—the sharp wind pushed the snow across the asphalt, and the streetlights only illuminated the nearest steps, while everything else disappeared into the gray mist. … Read more
Alena grew up in a well-off family. From a young age, she had a spacious home, quality clothes, and regular trips abroad for vacations. However, it couldn’t be said that her character was spoiled or arrogant. Her parents, Katerina and Anton, had long established themselves as successful entrepreneurs in the city. They quickly developed the … Read more
Anna turned on the kettle and absentmindedly looked out the window. The spring outside was too cheerful for her mood. Someone was honking near the house, most likely Valentina Petrovna from the third floor, whose brake pedal and horn were connected by a single nerve. The air smelled of fried onions and children’s screams. The … Read more
The house stood on the outskirts of the city—two stories, with a wide veranda and a garden. Aunt Valentina left it to Alisa in her will. At the time, many were surprised. The niece wasn’t a favorite, but the inheritance had been arranged in advance. Alisa, after receiving the keys, stood for a long time … Read more
Zina stopped in front of the display with upholstered furniture and smiled dreamily: «Slavik, look at this sofa! Can you imagine how it will look in the living room of our new apartment? Leather, comfortable. Let’s at least sit down and try it?» Vyacheslav shrugged irritably: «Zin, how much longer? We just came to buy … Read more
The doorbell broke the silence, persistent and demanding. Lyudmila Nikolaevna set the pot on the stove, wiped her hands on the old kitchen towel, and went to the door. It was getting dark outside. She had just come back from work, her back ached, and her head too. She longed for silence, a hot bath, … Read more