- You should have tried the locust cream, dear, it is SO delicious. - The crab pudding is very good as well, wanna try? - Oh, just a tiny bite. Thanks. Mmmm. Really good. I wish your father and I could have travelled like this when we were young. You know, it was always those wooden seats and so many long hours when we went to Germany in the summer. Do you remember that year when the train engine was broken and we had to camp in the middle of nowhere at some place near Munich? - No, I don't. - You were 2 or 3 years old. And actually the only one in the whole train enjoying the episode. You ran in the fields and played with all passengers. Such a happy little creature! (Sighs) - You mean I'n not happy now? - I don't know, honey, you always seem so stressed, you never relax. - Unlike you, I am not retired. The mother sips her wine and looks at her daughter thougthfully, they are not paying any attention to the other well dressed passengers in the restaurant. Their voices are soft, but there is tension behind their words. - Besides, all my memories of trips to Germany are plane memories. - That wasn't nice. To remind me of your father's death in a moment like this. Marta sighs and wonders if everyone has problems with their mothers about their fathers. - You don't need me to remind you, you are always thinking of that. - It is not true! - I'm going to bed. The older woman doesn't move as the younger leaves the table. Instead, she orders her dessert and looks through the window at the black night. GO TO BED STAY A WHILE YET |