Jan 10, 2011 8:16 am
Two old women shrouded in coats, scarves, gloves and hats amble along the path to the park bench and sit down. Their conversation doesn’t stop for a moment.
“So I told him he has to leave her.”
“Quite right.”
“I said, ‘You can’t go on like this getting beaten night after night.’ Do you know, his body is full of cuts and bruises and he still won’t leave her.”
“I suppose he’s worried about the children.”
“You’re darned right he is. I said, ‘I’m sure you can find a time to slip out when the children aren’t watching.'”
Well, they might have said all that. Actually, I don’t understand Russian.
Posted by Miriam Drori
Categories: Small stones
Tags: overheard conversation
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Lol, you had me hooked there! I once encountered an old man who was being beaten on a regular basis by his wife though.
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By D.J. Kirkby on Jan 10, 2011 at 9:04 am
You look suitably shocked and amused! Thanks for popping in. š
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By Miriam on Jan 11, 2011 at 9:36 am