Now you know. When the money arrived. How convenient!
The aunt left, but returned the next day with a lawyer. Then other “relatives” appeared: cousins, nephews. All with photos, all with proof of kinship.
“We’re moving,” Misha decided after the next visit. “We’ll look for a house in a gated community near Moscow. We can’t live here anymore.”
Peter surprisingly agreed:
I’ll open a workshop there. There will be more orders in the capital.
The move took two months. We found a wonderful house: three stories high, one hectare of land, an hour from Moscow. Peter immediately claimed the outbuilding for the workshop, and I chose a spot for the greenhouses.
“Chickens?” I asked Misha.
“Sure, Mom. Whatever you want.”
