My Father

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Maria “Try doing it from this side, “ Candy says and I turn the cloth. “Like this?” “Perfect,” she says, “you have a natural talent for these things.” “Not really. “ “You do. Now come on - enough working for today. Did you get up at five?” “I just couldn't sleep. “ She looks at me pointedly. “I am fine, really. I was excited. “ “I can accept that. Only that. ” Candy says. “In that case- coffee?” “Yes! “ I get up from the sewing machine and we head to the kitchen. It’s a comfortable modern apartment and at the same time, there is something very cosy about it. It's evident she's chosen everything carefully. It looks like an actual home. I spent years in that house with my parents and it never felt like a real home, ever. “I will be in the store today,” Candy says, while making

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