someone else's house

The house had long since ceased to feel like home, with the arrival of Uncle Valera, but first things first. It all started when Misha's father left, simply abandoned them. His mother couldn't accept it for a long time. First, she started drinking in the evenings, then at night, and then every day. Misha saw his mother crying and suffering. Misha couldn't bear to watch it, so when his mother started drinking again, he'd go outside. And no, his mother didn't hit him, she never raised a hand to her son, she didn't yell, but now she was having a hard time. She almost stopped talking to him, coming home from work and immediately reaching for the bottle. Misha wanted to help her and found specialists online who could help his mother. After school, Misha worked part-time and saved money. This was all so his mother would smile again, hug him again, and tell him she loved him. But then, when Misha was walking with his friend Slava, his mother called him and told him to come home. So, Misha came home, and their neighbor, Uncle Valera, stood before his eyes. He was standing and hugging Misha's mother around the waist, and she, in turn, was smiling. She said that they decided to try dating. Months passed, and Misha didn't trust his new father, but he didn't tell his mother this; the main thing for him was that she was happy. Another day, he was walking with his friend, talking about his suspicions about his stepfather.