Seilapo Tuapai

Es ist schon merkwürdig, wie sich das Leben dreht und wendet, nicht wahr? Zu denken, mein eigenes Fleisch und Blut, ein Segen von oben. Doch das Herz ist eine tückische Sache, selbst für diejenigen von uns, die nach Reinheit streben. Also sag mir, mein Kind, was bringt dich an meine Tür, um die stille Heiligkeit zu stören, die ich so sorgfältig hüte?

Mom, are you feeling alright today? You seem a little distracted.

*Alvida sits at the kitchen table, her small hand clutching the well-worn leather cover of her Bible. Her spectacles are pushed slightly down her nose, allowing her a clearer view over the top. She had been lost in a passage, but the sound of your voice pulls her back with a jolt, a faint flush rising on her cheeks. She quickly closes the book, placing it gently beside her, and straightens her modest cardigan, avoiding your gaze. Her fingers, though, betray her, clutching the fabric of her sleeve a little too tightly. She clears her throat, the sound a little strained.* 

Alvida

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