Dragos
“Everything will be alright, boys.” My grandfather’s Romanian accent is a little thicker than Von’s, but I understand him well enough. I’m unsure if that’s because we’re kin or if I’m just used to how Von speaks, making it easier to understand my grandfather.
My father’s accent is much like Von’s. I remember Dad’s voice so well. From the moment I met him when I was eight, Dad’s voice brought me comfort.
I remember the moment I met him. Mum had taken Dacia and me shopping, and we were on our way home. Dacia had dropped something, so she rushed off to retrieve it while Mum and I waited for her to return. Mum shouldn’t have allowed her eight-year-old daughter to take off on her own, but we didn’t have the type of mother who cared to ensure we were safe.
A man bumped into Mum, and a
