Author: being-mom

– Artyom, have you seen the TV remote? – Lera threw her bag on the sofa and walked into the

The keys to the new apartment pleasantly cooled her palm. Darya remembered this feeling even five years

Inna laid the documents on the table in front of the realtor. The deal was closed quickly. The three-room

Lisa stood by the window, watching the clouds gather over the city. The April day seemed unusually gloomy.

“What the hell do you think you have the right to our finances?  ” Nadezhda’s voice sounded so cold that

Mom had six husbands (real and common-law). Not that it’s a very impressive number, but Tanya’

While sorting through things in the linen closet, Larisa shuddered when the door to her room opened

Four rooms, a bright kitchen and a living room the size of a dance floor – Sasha led Alyona around

The friends didn’t understand what Varya saw in Pasha. Always gloomy, doesn’t smile, doesn’

Natalya looked around the room with pride. New wallpaper with a delicate pattern and modern furniture

– You know, Lena, I always dreamed of more. Of a luxurious life, of power. – Andrey, we started

– I’ve been adding some medicine to her food for a week now, – my mother-in-law was

“Why did your mom already make the menu for the party without asking me?” I asked irritably

Marina was my roommate. The girl looked about eighteen. The young mother handled her newborn daughter

Kira froze in front of the door, as if she had grown into the floor. The key in the lock seemed as painful

– What right do you have? I don’t have a single ruble of my own here! I supported the family

– No, Olesya, can’t you see? The sponge cake is too dense! – Nina Petrovna meticulously

Having crossed the threshold of the apartment, Olga froze. Something was wrong… A familiar picture