B Madron Novels & Stories

“I’m so sorry, Sona. How is Mom?” “Mom is bad too. She keeps insisting that she’s going to die soon, and before she dies, she wants to see you. Can you at least talk to her?” “No, Sona. I can’t talk to her right now. But… Sara needs to come down for a little while, and I’ll probably come with her.” At that very moment, Magdalena made the decision to go to Bostana. “Really? That’s wonderful. It will make Mom so happy. All right, then, goodbye for now. Save this number and call me beforehand, so we can be there to meet you.”