Elena opened the door to her apartment carefully. It was quite late, and she didn't want to wake the children who were already asleep. Once inside, she saw Tamara sitting on the couch playing with her cell phone.

"You're home?" Tamara turned her head and smiled. "How are you? Are you okay?"

Elena nodded, took off her shoes, and put her bag on the table. "I'm fine. Just a little tired."

Tamara looked at her with concern. "You should rest more. Don’t overexert yourself."

Elena only smiled slightly. She knew Tamara was right, but the reality of her life didn’t give her much choice.

"I have good news for you,"...