“How did your wife throw you out of the house, son? Where are you going to live now? If you’ve decided to move in with me, don’t bother! I’m not letting you come back home. Go and make peace with Ira!”
— Mom, can you believe it? Irka kicked me out! Kostya burst into the entryway of his mother’s apartment without warning, like a meteorite fallen from the sky—loud, disheveled, and filled with cosmic indignation. He dropped his battered old gym bag onto the floor, where it landed with a dull, soft thud of fabric, and … Read more