Anthology of wounds - Arct

Anthology of WoundsPlease write me again and tell me of you and about thechildren results at school. Kiss the children for me.Kissing and missing you,Yours, TukuOld prison, Tirana5. VI.1958P.S. I forgot to say me bring another new book (novel)My dear Tuk!I have written a letter two weeks ago as of today. You havenot written me back. I don’t know how you have passed thetime there after May 24. (The third letter I did get.)Do you have a job now? We have the same preoccupation,your job. I continually think of you, for your food and theplace you sleep. I am worried for you. I don’t want you to besad. Every time I cook any good meal I think of you, and Ican’t eat it.I ask to myself what is Tuk eating today? I am sad that Iam far away and I can’t see you to bring something to eat. Ithas been a long time you have not seen a relative to come andsee you and to bring something to eat. I knew you have waitedfor Vjosa and your mother. This last one is in Durres and youknow she can’t come by herself if somebody doesn’t accompanyher. So that’s why even Vjosa has not come yet. Shecried when she came on holidays and couldn’t come to meetyou. I began my days off on June 5. During these days I cleanedthe house and when I sleep in a clean room I think of youagain. And Tuk, where is he sleeping? And I feel pain in myheart. Life is so strange! I think of your conditions of living33