Noxen – E-podaroK

A winter evening came down on the city early it was only just past five when the sky had darkened completely

I felt the November wind cutting into my skin like knives, while it brought a damp, bone-penetrating

In the middle of the sittingroom sat his son his silent son, strapped to his wheelchair but he wasnt alone.

13June The hallway of my parents semidetached in Surrey felt like a courtroom today. From behind the

That day everything seemed to be taken from the most tender pages of a fairy tale. The air in the restaurant

Grandma Margaret woke up already in the nursing home. Her daughter-in-law had sorted everything out really

Margaret, have you eaten my scones again? Eleanor stands in the middle of the kitchen, a halfempty tin

When I first glimpsed him he was pressed tight against the wall in a corner that seemed to swallow light like fog.

There was this tense atmosphere in the business class. The passengers were all shooting dirty looks at

I remember that Monday morning in the London office of a large company, it was filled with the usual