Family snapshots 1-3

The girl I was playing chess with said ‘thank you’. Her father, behind her, visibly jumped in his chair. The girl saw his reaction in my eyes and smiled secretly.

We counted hippopotamuses in pyjamas until the thunder cracked. The storm was far away we found and the hippopotamuses kept our fear as far. We were safe in our pyjamas, holding hands at the window.

Mother did the washing in the washing machine. She was like that. Grandmother cooked fish in it when Mother was not there. She was like that too. Everyone was usually happy.

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