“So where is she?” Nina Stepanovna barged into the apartment as if she were storming Berlin in 1945. “I spent fifty minutes in a minibus! No air conditioning, and people have no conscience either!”
“Do you seriously think you’re going to keep everything for yourself?” Viktor snapped, finally realizing that his wife was no longer willing to tolerate his family’s pressure. Olga had expected an argument. She just hadn’t expected it to begin with Nina Stepanovna storming into the apartment as though she were leading a military operation. “Where … Read more