A Tale of Love and Darkness

Amos Oz

2002

Even after the mourning period was over, when the flat was finally empty and my father and I locked the door and were alone together, we hardly talked to one another. Except about the most essential things. The kitchen door is jammed. There was no post today. The bathroom’s free but there’s no toilet paper. We also avoided meeting each other’s eyes…

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