Greek Lessons (Huilabeo Sigan)

He chose Geneva as the place of his passing: it was the city where he had spent his youth and where he now wanted to be buried. The only person who knew that her life was split violently in two was she herself. As for which story to tell, she didn’t have a choice in the matter: it had to be of the summer afternoon long ago when her whole family had played water games. The man behind the pillar, after repeatedly wiping the nape of his neck with a handkerchief, has fallen asleep with his forehead on his desk, as though finally succumbing to exhaustion.