“She sent me such a formal text message, you won’t believe. She wrote: Mother passed away yesterday. Please come for the requiem ceremony today at — church. Thanks.”
“The language. I couldn’t read it. Mother passed away yesterday.”
Mother died today. Or maybe yesterday; I can’t be sure
Maman died today. Or yesterday maybe, I don’t know.
“The language. Such cold language.”
Yes. Yes.
I can’t be sure.
Beyond Six Rivers 