I told your mother that I would kill her

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I’ve come home from playing with my friend on the street in front of our house in my tiny German hometown. It’s a late summer afternoon, the sky blush and gold. The heat has left my cheeks flushed and my hair sweaty. I’m in second grade. I find my brother on the steps in front of our house. He warns me before I go in: Mom and dad are fighting! My stomach drops but I square my little shoulders and push open the heavy…

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Juliane Bergmann

Juliane Bergmann

I love words and people and “…conversations that it seemed a sin to break off: the ones that made the sacrifice of the following day a trivial one.” — Hitchens