Life crumbles into small pieces ... I do not even know where to start, the situation is so absurd that I really do not want to believe all this. But the second day I compare the facts and I understand that this is not a nightmare. I received a blow from two people in whom I put my soul, whom I loved-as a daughter, I brought up, not singling out among my own, and sometimes giving the best, and sometimes giving the best, and the second as a man.
My husband went on a business trip, the eldest son stayed with his grandmother on Friday (it was necessary to help, was delayed), the younger one fell asleep, somewhere somewhere around 1:00 am a drunken daughter with a girlfriend came in with me, my daughter fell asleep, and my girlfriend became ill - I nursed her to 6 am, early in the morning as a token of gratitude, she gave me that your Lena is a snake, loves your husband, even managed to sleep with him, moreover, she is going to take your place.
A father came home from a long business trip to find his young son riding a brand new bike. "Where did you get the money for that?" he asked. "It must have cost over 300 dollars!" "I earned it hiking," replied the boy. "Hiking??? Come on son; tell your Dad the truth. Nobody can make that sort of money hiking. Where did you Really get the cash from?" "It's like I say, Dad. Every night when you were gone, Mr. Goldberg from the bank would come over to see Mom. He'd give me a 20 dollar bill and tell me to take a hike"!
My husband went on a business trip, the eldest son stayed with his grandmother on Friday (it was necessary to help, was delayed), the younger one fell asleep, somewhere somewhere around 1:00 am a drunken daughter with a girlfriend came in with me, my daughter fell asleep, and my girlfriend became ill - I nursed her to 6 am, early in the morning as a token of gratitude, she gave me that your Lena is a snake, loves your husband, even managed to sleep with him, moreover, she is going to take your place.
A father came home from a long business trip to find his young son riding a brand new bike.
"Where did you get the money for that?" he asked.
"It must have cost over 300 dollars!"
"I earned it hiking," replied the boy.
"Hiking??? Come on son; tell your Dad the truth. Nobody can make that sort of money hiking. Where did you Really get the cash from?"
"It's like I say, Dad. Every night when you were gone, Mr. Goldberg from the bank would come over to see Mom. He'd give me a 20 dollar bill and tell me to take a hike"!