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At my mother’s condominium, Alenush had permission to play all of her strange video games and used to be loose to do something she beloved. The day she poured a pricey bottle of my mother’s fragrance down the drain within the rest room, Martha had desired to punish her, yet mom simply laughed so difficult the tears rolled down her face. “How fantastic! Now for 2 or 3 weeks the lavatory will scent gorgeous. ” Then, as Martha stared in amazement and that i attempted to not chortle, grandmother and granddaughter giggled jointly as if they’d die of entertainment. over again Martha and that i had left Alenush with my mom whereas we went to perform a little procuring, and after we bought again, Alenush used to be sitting in the course of the lounge. On each side of her have been old china vases, and she or he was once ladling sugar from one to the opposite. My mom sat on an armchair, interpreting a booklet. Martha yelled, “Nunush! What are you doing? You’ll holiday them. ” My mom closed her publication. “Oh, allow them to holiday. They’re of little need to me. ” The vases have been a present from Grandmother, I couldn’t have in mind for which social gathering. Martha, both out of her personal predicament or simply because she used to be stunned by way of Mother’s loss of hindrance, protested, “But the room is filled with ants! ” Alenush clapped her fingers jointly. “Hurray! Now we will have a tea social gathering with the ants. Will you play, too? ” She checked out my mom. mom bent over and inspected the road of ants that was once wearing away the grains of sugar. Then she acquired up from her chair, sat cross-legged at the ground, and stated, “The ants in this aspect are mine, those on that aspect are yours. ” Martha frowned all night and wouldn’t converse to me simply because I had all started guffawing. That evening within the inn room, i presumed of Aghajan and Fenia, and questioned what sort of resolution they’d gotten within the subsequent global. the subsequent morning the seashore used to be quiet, choked with seashells and seaweed. We walked and talked. typically Alenush talked. I listened and considered how conscientiously she selected her phrases. We sat down at the colossal rocks and tree trunks, and whilst it was once my flip to speak, my phrases sounded bookish and repetitive to my very own ears. whilst i used to be a baby, i might try and pay attention rigorously to the priest in church. occasionally whilst I didn’t comprehend a notice he had used, i might ask Grandmother approximately it. Grandmother may say, “There isn't any have to comprehend each observe the priest says. so long as we all know that he by no means says something unfaithful, and we predict approximately God and Jesus once we are in church, that's adequate. ” Alenush appeared out on the sea, chin in hand. She took a cigarette out of my pack and lit it. at the long ago, my hand used to be on my daughter’s shoulder. On our final afternoon earlier than we moved to Tehran for sturdy, my mom and that i went right down to the seashore. i used to be wearing an enormous bag choked with all of the seashells and stones that I had accumulated through the years. The day prior to, Father had thrown a healthy. “We’ll want a separate truck for your entire junk. Throw it out! ” mom used to be strolling a number of steps sooner than me. She was once crying. I sat on a tree stump and emptied out the bag. I checked out the pile that had shaped subsequent to me, then at my mom, who was once getting more and more away, then again on the pile at the sand.