Beep* simply loves sweet talk and Boop* serves her very well. Still he senses a special flavour. Where did Beep* come from anyway?
Boop*: “Are you Indisch?”
Beep*: “You are not the first one to ask. But I’m not.”
Boop*: “Are you sure? Maybe one of your grandparents?”
Beep*: “Not one of them.”
Boop*: “Your great grandparents?”
Beep*: “I don’t know them.”
Lately my best friend found out his great grandmother was Indisch. He showed me her picture. No doubt about it. Years and years ago I could tell his sister had to be Indisch, but
then he never before saw one of his great grandparents to confirm.” As with Beep* I can smell it, sense it. And I see it in our mutual modest gestures and small unburdenings...
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