A FAMILIAR STRANGER?
I place the schnapps on the table. Babi gives it, and me, a quizzical look. “How did you come by this, Poka?” She whispers. “I’ll tell you that story later on.” Babi and I never speak of such things to each other in Dadi’s presence, but I sense that she knows how I came by the liquor. “How is he?” I... Sign in to see full entry.