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Pen and Sword

    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    The cries reach a deafening leve
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    I have to launch myself into this emptiness
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    In light of what you’d suffered, my needs were paltry
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    Why? What right did they have to come between us, the three of us first, then the two of us later, after your divorce? Why did they have an opinion on us, and why did you allow them to have one?
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    Others, therefore, took care of me when you were too busy…
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    Drawn in red chalk and pastel on craft paper, the portrait was of a 3-year-old child, Lydia
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    She has the roundness of those little girls approaching the end of infancy
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    had been stored in the back of a wooden cabinet that occupied an entire wall of the kitchen. These were “Aunt Lydia’s books”. I read them greedily, and treated them like relics. They were relics, but I didn’t know it at the time
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    Your departure to Germany scattered what was left of me to the four winds
    Holguín Luthierhas quoted2 months ago
    I encountered the notion of the Second World War for the first time. It was also the first time that I found myself alone
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