OLGA'S SECRET
Yet, in the midst of my peace, sleep is fitful. I wake on and off throughout this night. Whenever I do, either Vyktor or Babi try to lull me back to rest. I am afraid and angry and exhausted. At one point when I wake, I stroke Vyktor’s pale face as he himself sleeps. Babi, who has sleep in the back... Sign in to see full entry.