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Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: My grandparents raised me: 1 of 2

"At home, we don't put salt on the tomatoes", it slipped out of my mouth. "And what is here, if not home?", my mother was slicing the bread, and basically she was right to ask the question. "It is a home, but in Buckovets is a home also". For sure. After living for years with my grandparents and beloved uncle and spending sporadically a month or two with my parents in the opposite part of Bulgaria, my perception of home had spread like a map from border to border, a whole-night trip by train. Day-dreaming in either my parents' or my grandparents' home, I was imagining my hair or my nails g...
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