The One Sitting There (Joanna H.Wos)

The one sitting here was the sister of the narrative voice now deceased not for natural reason but due to the war.

In the first paragraph there is a convulse description of a food epidemy everyone is throwing the food from their fridges and no one is preoccupied it seems a normal thing.

Suddenly the narrative voice brings their readers in another atmosphere in the middle of a war where a small piece of  bread is holy.for the survival of the family, but the final is surprising : "In a kitchen, where such an act was an ordinary thing. i threw away the bread. Because I could".

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