– Sasha, please don’t do this…Let me go, I won’t tell anyone anything! – Julia pleaded, who was tightly held by the arms and legs by unfamiliar, tall guys. Seeing Alexander unfastening the belt on his trousers with a mocking smile, the girl realized her mistake… *** Yulia met Sasha three years later, after the …
This is a story that, for sure, can be retold with other actors and a different geography, familiar if not to everyone, then, perhaps, to a lot. This is a story about mercy. The fabulous beginning: “Once upon a time there was a boy” is very suitable here. Because the boy really lived, but not …
Petka’s favorite activity was listening to his grandmother talk about how they used to live. She usually did it in the evening, when all the work is done and you can sit by the window at the spinning wheel. A spindle is spinning rapidly in her hands, at the end of which a thin thread …
Every morning there was a cough outside her bedroom wall. A long, nagging, doomed cough that kept me awake no longer. – Yes, what’s so-and—so, – irritably throwing off the blanket, Nika jumped out of bed. Stomping her heels loudly on the floor, not caring about the neighbors from below, let them wake up too, …
– You’re always so good. So everything is in place and smells like home,” Igor said, sadly looking around the kitchen with his eyes. He was always incredibly unlucky with women. There were those with whom, after the first night, I did not want to meet anymore. No, everything was fine, and beautiful, and cultured, …
Tatiana Mikhailovna was a strict woman, one might even say despotic. No one in the family dared to contradict her. And not because they were afraid, but purely because they just didn’t want to get involved. The husband, Leonid Alekseevich, was quiet, and, as the surrounding people whispered, zaturkannym. He liked to drink, but not …