– Yes, I know that this child is not my son’s! So, either you admit it to him yourself, or I will tell him everything! And he will definitely throw you out
— Are you drinking plain tea, Ksyusha? Feeling nervous? The tone of Tamara Pavlovna’s voice was sweet, yet it carried an unsettling undercurrent, much like an overripe fruit beginning to rot beneath its skin. Sitting at the immaculate kitchen table of her daughter-in-law’s home, she stirred her porcelain cup with a teaspoon, although the sugar … Read more