Trafika Europe 3 - Latvian Sojourn

“Dusya is going to steal your husband.”

“Shteal??” Dusya asks to make sure.

“What?” Manya’s totally on fire now, like a match put to discarded flax waste. “Dusya?”

“See, if that jack were on the right side, then something could miscarry, but when the jack is on the left… With the nine of spades on top yet. The outcome is totally certain. Later she’ll give him back,” Laura comforts her. Laura wants to finish, because she senses that she has got entangled and in too deep, has lied through her teeth and talked a lot of rot, and hasn’t eaten breakfast. Just that cuckoo’s mouthful. Laura anticipates her soul’s destruction and wreckage.

“The cards no longer want to talk,” she announces. “Do you want me to lay out some Solitaire for you?”

Rita’s mama doesn’t want her to, she’s got a lot to think over. But Manya does. How will Dusya steal and how will she give back her husband? Manya also says a couple of vulgar words about Dusya. Dusya doesn’t understand anything, because that sobachiy yazik – dog’s language she’s certainly not going to learn! Besides she doesn’t have any semushkas , which could revive her spirit. Just indolent

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