VYKTOR RETURNS...THANK YOU, MANDALEE!
“Poka, you must stop this,” Yakov cries. “You are not well, and you must not give your food to Olga and I!” He looks down at my feet, and I notice tears welling in his eyes. “Does the cane help?” I take his hand. It’s so cold! “Dadi, I have more than enough food. You and Babi supply me with more... Sign in to see full entry.