“It was my mother’s wedding anniversary. You could have at least sent her a flower! You’re doing well, did you regret spending the money on a crappy rose?” her aunt scolded over the phone.

“You don’t even have to leave now. Give a lawyer a power of attorney and he’ll sell it. Real estate agents handle that kind of thing. But anyway, Andriy, it’s still just a souvenir. I’d keep it. I think Oleksi would like it in the village. Besides, the land will soon be worth its weight in gold…”

“No.” That’s out of the question!
– Don’t be angry, please. Think it over carefully. Be sure to see what the house is like. Maybe take something from there. Photo albums, childhood memories.
– That’s it, Katya, let’s close the topic. Thank you for your concern, but you know what I think about all this.

But in the end, Andriy gave in to his wife’s pressure and went to the place where he had spent seventeen years. The journey to the village took several hours, but Andriy resolutely decided to get there alone, without a train. All the way, he thought about turning back and going back, and at home hiring a real estate agent and giving him full authority to manage the inheritance. But Katya was right. He had to do it himself and finally put an end to this story.

“It turns out it wasn’t dusty!” a grandmother snorted on a passing sleigh.

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