Dmitriy
When we stopped by my place, Svetlana was asleep on the couch. Katerina didn’t want to wake her, so I grabbed the small gift bag I had hidden in the closet, then we scurried out of there.
As soon as we stepped outside, Katerina noticed Elena was sitting on her porch steps. Katerina rushed from my porch to hers and worriedly asked, “Is everything okay, Elena?”
Elena looked up with teary eyes and mumbled, “I could use a friend right now.”
Katerina reached down and helped Elena to her feet, as she insisted, “Come with me, dear. Let’s talk inside where it’s warm.”
The compassionate side of Katerina was making an appearance, and a lovely appearance it was. I followed the ladies inside, where they perched themselves on the couch. Meanwhile, I took advantage
