Elena Kravchuk stood in line at the checkout of the local “Produkty” grocery store, clutching a worn-out string bag to...

New Year’s Eve promised to be magical, but beneath the clinking glasses and festive lights, a carefully planned retribution was...

— “Grandma, leave the tea!” The voice was so close and clear that Lyudmila Sergeevna started. The tea bag slipped...

I’m 33, and drunk, I proposed to the 55-year-old cook from our cafeteria. He agreed. I sobered up in the...