— “Why should I cancel my anniversary dinner at a restaurant just because your mother thinks it’s a waste of money and that it would be better to use it to fix the roof on her summer house?
— The potatoes turned out especially good today. Just like in childhood,” Stas said, spearing a golden slice with his fork and popping it into his mouth with relish, his eyes closing in satisfaction. “And these cutlets of yours… pure magic.” Lena smiled—not the tired, automatic smile after a long workday, but a genuinely warm … Read more