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Meanwhile in the house the tables for the bereavement food were already drawn out and covered with white cloth; in the kitchen the women were making p..
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Yes, there has never been in my life a celebration better and merrier than that funeral.Whereas I’ve never really liked ‘happy’ even..
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Grandmother let me in as she stood at the doorway wearing a coat and a bag in her hand. Evidently, she was going to the market for some groceries to t..
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Leshka was a longtime admirer of Sue’s. Their mothers were best friends, so the grown-ups, as was the custom, had decided their kids’ dest..
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That night I came home late, when the wake had already been over, and there were just a few leftovers on the table. Gran Zoya made a bed for me in the..
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Several months had passed.About the appearance of my late grandfather in the night I tried not to think or tell anyone. Even Sue despite her being my ..
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That night I couldn’t get a wink of sleep.I might have blamed it on being in a strange place - but that circumstance had never really affected m..
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A year had gone by.The wound struck into my heart by Shurik had gotten healed bit by bit. Another took his place… The ‘another one’..
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That summer dads didn’t take me to the country for some reason. Or, maybe, they did, but I can’t for the life of me remember that. But I c..
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That fall my father left the family.His leaving was quite a shock for everyone - my mother, our friends and relatives... No wonder why - everybody aro..
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