Lending him my laptop was easy. Letting him lean on me for the rest of the year was not.
I became the Laptev Sea that his little lolling boat could sail onto lie after lie. And I lacked in linguistics to let him learn of my level of loathing.
Rita Chernikova is a writer from Wicklow, Ireland. She writes in two languages, English and Russian but hopes that her persistent study of French will become her third linguistic funnel for thoughts in the future. When she isn’t fanatically hitting the keys of her laptop she likes to play guitar, hula-hoop or do whacky art with bird feathers.