Date: 2010-12-19 09:29 am (UTC)
"My table--!" Ivan fumed, storming into the living room-dinning room.

Galina immediately ran for Ivan--and ran past him to hide in the bedroom. Ivan stayed planted where he was, leering at Volgin, the stupid boy unafraid of the freight train screeching towards him.

He clenched a fist.
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