A hard life
“The boy must learn mother”. “But he is so young”. “You are never to young mother, you taught me that”. The bakery was in full swing, in the corners, sacks of flour piled high, turned white with with flour dust.…
“The boy must learn mother”. “But he is so young”. “You are never to young mother, you taught me that”. The bakery was in full swing, in the corners, sacks of flour piled high, turned white with with flour dust.…