​Sophia's Worlds

On the next day after our late-night conversation (it was the longest I’ve ever heard my husband talk, so I knew exactly the depth of his desperation), when our children went to their lessons – I skipped work. I lied that I was sick, but no, I didn’t need a doctor, and I didn’t need a quarantine – I was just… khm… tired. Yes, I’ll come tomorrow, yes, I’ll do my best to make it up. I joined my husband at his laboratory. His colleagues greeted me, and I noticed the same dull sh

Me and Natalie were returning home from work. There were several bad-lighted blocks between us and my home. I took a deep sip of the fresh evening air: ‘I love the modern world’ - I exhaled. Natalie nodded with a smile: ‘Yes, I remember how last year I used to tremble with fear if only one light burned out’ ‘Yup… add a creepy man shuffling behind you’ ‘Oh, don’t remind me!’ – Natalie laughed. ‘Ok, bye now, my husband must miss me already’ ‘Yeah, I wish I could get someo