Arnon Grunberg

Last year


Last year I wrote that my mother sang lustily Chad Gadya on Seder evening.
Well, she did it again.
And this year, we were with eleven people. My mother appeared to enjoy the sweet wine more than ever.
Suddenly I remembered that once my father had said: “I wish your mother were an alcoholic, then she would have been happier.”

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