— You think I’m a spendthrift? Fine! From today on, we’ll have separate budgets, and let’s see which one of us runs out of money first.
Igor carelessly tossed a pitiful, crumpled scrap of paper onto the kitchen table in front of Sveta. A receipt from a cosmetics store. He held it between two fingers, as …
— You think I’m a spendthrift? Fine! From today on, we’ll have separate budgets, and let’s see which one of us runs out of money first. Read More