You will not notice any customers, or how they flinch to not see you—you, a woman covered in soot; you, stinking of char; they, who for all these years you could greet only with mumbling, with a lump in your throat.… more
You will not notice any customers, or how they flinch to not see you—you, a woman covered in soot; you, stinking of char; they, who for all these years you could greet only with mumbling, with a lump in your throat.… more
