“Who are you looking for?” asked Margaret Whitmore as she stepped onto the porch with Nicholas
“Who are you here for?” Margaret Wilson stepped onto the porch with Nicholas, both eyeing
Marina stood by the stove, flipping golden pancakes. Soon her husband would return from work, and they
Marina stood by the stove, flipping pancakes. Her husband would be home from work soon, and the family
*”Could this cruel, wild-eyed woman really be his mother?”* Her words*”You were my
A pak přišla výplata. 10 000 korun, jen a jen moje. Stála jsem s výplatní páskou v ruce a nemohla jsem
“Mum, but it’s freezing in winter! You’ll have to stoke the fire, chop wood”
Y entonces llegó el sueldo. 5.000 euros, todos míos. Me quedé con el papel en la mano, sin poder creerlo.
**”Could this cruel woman, who looks like a cornered beast, really be his mother?”
**The Silver Pendant** “Could this cruel, hunted creature of a woman truly be his mother?”