“You left the apartment to my sister—so let her deal with your problems,” the daughter refused to help her parents

  Anna sank back into her business-class seat and closed her eyes. The plane was descending, and in half an hour she’d be in her hometown—somewhere she hadn’t seen in six months. Six months of grinding work, negotiations, endless reports, and sleepless nights spent hunched over balance sheets. But it had been worth it: last … Read more

“Mom… Grandma stole all the money I was saving for my computer,” the boy said.

  Irina came home from the grocery store carrying two heavy bags. One was for her own household, the second was for her mother-in-law. The October evening had already swallowed the city in twilight, and the courtyard lamps were glowing earlier than usual. She climbed to the third floor, unlocked the apartment, and immediately took … Read more

“My parents threw me out of my own apartment, calling me a ‘stranger.’ And when everything fell apart—they decided to call.”

Irina stood by the door with a key in her hand, listening to someone wheezing with laughter behind it. The music was pounding so hard the door was vibrating. For two years she’d been paying for this seaside apartment—skipping vacations, saving on everything—and now she was standing there like an idiot with a suitcase, unable … Read more

“Why are you staging a strike?” her husband demanded. “Mom can’t manage on her own, and you’re just sitting there with your phone!”

Irina sat at her desk in her room, reviewing a website mockup for a new client. Colorful blocks, fonts, and icons flickered across her laptop screen. She had been working remotely as a web designer for four years now, and it brought in a decent income. Orders came in steadily, she set her own schedule, … Read more

“Well, is it hard without me?” her ex asked. A minute later, he regretted ever opening the door.

 Larisa was picking up the broken plate from the floor when the doorbell rang. Nine in the evening—she wasn’t expecting anyone. The shards clinked into the trash can—just like two years ago, when Igor used to hurl dishes and shout, “A beauty salon! You can’t even get yourself looking decent!” She looked through the peephole … Read more

So while I was lying there with a forty-degree fever, you couldn’t even pour me a cup of tea—but the moment your mother sneezed, you tore across the whole city to bring her medicine? Fine.

  “Andrew, please bring me some water…” Marina’s voice sounded чужим—dry and brittle, like last year’s leaves. It barely pushed through the cottony blanket that had covered her completely. Her body had turned into one solid, aching clot of pain. Everything throbbed—from her fingertips to the roots of her hair. Her skin burned, but underneath … Read more

— “My house was bought with my grandmother’s money, and you won’t get so much as a brick!” Vera snapped

  — “Divorce, Vera. And we split everything down the middle.” He said it as calmly as if he were reading out the weather. — “What?” Vera let the spoon slip from her hand; tea splashed across the tablecloth. “Say that again.” — “Divorce. The house is shared. The car is shared. Everything’s fair.” She … Read more