The rich man was sobbing at his mother’s grave, which he hadn’t visited in many years. Suddenly, he heard a little boy’s plea.
Matvey braked abruptly, as if something had suddenly alerted him. How many times had he planned to come here? Neither in life nor after her death had he found the time. Always busy, important, now it felt unbearable. Remembering what had once been made him nauseous. It had taken a real electric shock: something capable … Read more