My Redheaded Sin

My name is Lidia and I… Let’s go in order.

Today I turned 42. Yesterday my husband left me. He said he was tired of my hysterics.

Even this morning I thought it didn’t matter—that all my emotions died five years ago, when my Antoshka disappeared—my only son.

Yes, there’s still a daughter. But ever since that day, it seems, I’ve withdrawn into myself and didn’t notice how I lost both my daughter and my husband.

And then He appeared.

That ginger guy, always smiling. A total kid.

And my carefully planned life went to hell. He broke all the rules, crossed every boundary.

But that’s only my sin. My smiling, ginger sin.