At night, a former prisoner climbed through the window to the paralyzed old woman whom the doctors had already “written off.” And in the morning, for the first time in years, she got out of bed.
Grandma Lyuba struggled to lift the bucket of icy water from the pump and, heavily shifting her feet, walked along the well-trodden path to the house. The frost tickled her face, her fingers slipped uncontrollably on the rusty handle. Right at the door, she stopped to catch her breath: she placed one bucket on the […]
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