My father says to my mother as he collects his body: "Ma'am, this boy is a communist. Tell these kids to be more careful." My mother says, "By God, I smelled too, but does anyone listen to me?" My father goes to buy bread and I st ...
My father says to my mother as he collects his body: "Ma'am, this boy is a communist. Tell these kids to be more careful." My mother says, "By God, I smelled too, but does anyone listen to me?" My father goes to buy bread and I start thinking about it. I don't know what a communist is, but it must be something dangerous; Because the bookstore of our neighbor, Mr. Padayar, who has two sons named Pirouz and Parviz, has recently closed and everyone says that they are communists. Parviz looks like Samad Behrangi, whose photo I have seen on the covers of books, he wears black-framed glasses and a thick black mustache. Pirouz is younger than Parvez. It is a high school. Some nights, he comes to us from the roof of their house and talks to my brothers. I don't understand what they are saying. I just wave at the planes and send light to the stars with my small flashlight.
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