"Who is Ewa? I am not Ewa."
"What happened to you? It's me Nicodem." "I am Natasha. Natasha Lenkostov."
"Who? What happened to you?"
"Do you know Ewa? Ewa Lenkostov?"
"No. Should I?"
"Ewa had a sister but her name was Victoria. They were not twins as far as I know."
"I don't know Ewa. Like I said I am Natasha. If you would excuse me, I better be going home."
Nicodem cast a brooding face.
"What do you mean home? Seems you want to jump. You will die." Silently the lady gave a quick glimpse looking down the balcony.
"Okay. Okay. Talk to me. Where is home?" The woman squinted her eyes and threw a curious look at Nicodem.
"22 Florentine street New York. USA." Nicodem looked astonished but also confused, surely, he had heard that address before. He clearly remembered Ewa mentioning tha
