Saul and Johanna
All of a sudden, Grandmother’s empty burial plot is occupied. They finally returned mother to father’s side. One tree spreads its shadow over both their graves. Grandmother, too, finally gets what she had wished for her entire life. Grandfather is next to her, resting in his place. [ . . . ]
A spacious burial plot, covered in snow. Here and there…
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