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 …

Amalia Markovna was an enthusiastic woman. Her inquisitive nature grasped everything that the eye saw and the ear heard. So, one day, she got carried away with decoupage furniture. And all relatives, acquaintances, and even unfamiliar people were afraid to meet her. Because it threatened a new chair in a small flower, or a miniature …

The old lady looked like a dandelion. A thin figure in a green knitted jacket, and on her head a cap of white, like fluff, hair. They were so thin and sparse that the pink skull was visible and the bump was visible, which she tried to hide with a bandage. The bandage kept sliding …

– Well, that’s how it used to be. The girl liked the guy, he goes to her as a matchmaker. If he agrees with his parents, then you can take up the wedding,” said grandmother Serafima, tapping with knitting needles. – And what about love, grandmother Serafima? — Varvara asked dreamily, slowly untangling a ball …