Every morning, Jonas would stoke the wood stove so the house was warm before Elena’s feet touched the floor.
They stopped using many words. A hand placed on a shoulder or a shared look over a newspaper said more than any letter ever could. Diedukai Lt-Amzina Meileee.w
In the end, the story of the Diedukai isn't a tragedy because they grew old; it is a triumph because they grew old . Every morning, Jonas would stoke the wood stove