-Mom, I feel very bad now! – Tamara shook her head in tears. Alena Ivanovna, her eyes wide, looked around, looking around the room. The plastic window in the room was cracked. Pots with soil were lying in the corners. The curtains, torn off, lie on the floor, but these are minor things. The glass in the door is broken. And the worst thing is that the TV is broken. - Wha-wha-wha-is this? – Alena Ivanovna’s teeth chattered with fear. - My son-in-law Vanka was rowdy or something? - If only! – Tomka covered her face with her palms. “I don’t know, mom, what came over me!” “You?!” – the woman’s jaw dropped. Tamara buried her face in her knees and began to cry dully. “Daughter, you can’t do that!” – Mommy, help! ***Spoiled Tamara constantly calls her mommy and calls for help. And Tamarochka’s mother-in-law decided to leave her husband, so she got completely drunk and asked Alena too: help. And Alena’s personal life was just starting to take shape, so drop everything and run to the call for help or what? It’s funny. Vital. Bitterly.