**Diary Entry 12th May, 2024** The phone rang just as I was frying an omelette in my flat. The scent
“Your mum isn’t invited,” said the new wife, slamming the door in her mother-in-law’
She dragged herself home from work just past midnight, utterly spent, starving, and furious.
Под окном больничной палаты ржавая крыша крыльца. Дождь, осенний, колючий, стучал по железу громко и противно.
The latch clicked like a gunshot. I stood on the cold concrete landing, clutching a bag of my sons things.
“You’re not family,” said her mother-in-law, sliding the meat back into the pot.
Молодая семья столкнулась с неожиданной проблемой. В воскресенье после обеда раздался звонок в дверь.
Тот летний день нарушил привычный ход вещей. Настя вошла на кухню, опустив глаза, с младенцем на руках.
“You’re suffocating me,” said the husband, standing by the suitcase. “
Thats not your child! Emily shouted, and the paper crumpled in her fingers took flight like a bird before