Trafika Europe 4 - Armenian Rhapsody

metres, I put Bibi down and we continued our way. We were silent and happy.

“Are you ashamed that your father is not normal?”

“Time will tell.”

I was shocked. I looked at her. She was walking beside me with a peaceful smile on her face. She must have thought about that question a long time ago, I thought to myself. “What do you mean? That someday you’ll be ashamed of your father? Who has taught you the answer, Time will tell?”

“You, Dad.”

“Me?”

“Yes. When I ask you something about the future, you answer, Time will tell.”

“But there are certain cases when I will always feel the same, whatever happens. For example, I will never feel ashamed of you, sweetie.”

She didn’t answer. I thought it was not because of her age, that she didn’t know what to answer, rather that she didn’t

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