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THE ORDEAL

THE REFUGEE

Превод: Росица Шопска

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Gorovo again in the dark. The years were troubled.

Stayko left, and Kera stayed in the village waiting for him to bring her news from her relatives. In the afternoon she was down with fever. She got sick while she was cleaning and tyding up the house. The children were playing in the yard. She lay down for a moment, hoping her pain to disappear. She felt sick and went to call her neighbour to look after the children. By the evening Kera was moaning and groaning with pain. She turned to Petra,

“If I can find some cure, I’ll feel better right away. Fever is my illness, and it is not the first time I’ve been lying down with it.”

“There are cures in the chest at home”, Petra said. “My brothers were rebels. They still keep their cures.”

Petra went to her house and brought some white powder wrapped in paper. Kera took the bitter cure. After a moment she felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, as if she was being cut with knives. She was tossing in bed and cried, “Petra, what did you give me to drink?”

Petra started moaning, weeping, she realized she had not brought a cure, but by mistake she had brought poison given to the rebels not to fall into enemy’s hands alive. The neighbours who heard the screams, came into the house.

Kera was moaning and writhing with pain. Foam flowed from her mouth. Her dark, lifeless eyes, her cracked lips showed that she was gone. On the night of Easter Kera died. The children were screaming. Petra was devastated and bitterly sorry,

“I have put a great sin on my soul. How will I look at Stayko in the eyes?”

Just at that time Stayko arrived at Dereke. He gave everybody the greetings. The neighbours gathered together, asking about their relatives in Gorovo. Stayko stood there for a day only. Something urged him to go back as soon as posible. The turbid water that drew him in his sleep did not give him to rest.

Stayko returned to Gorovo. He buried Kera. He was now a widower with three children. His bagpipe stayed silent. Darkness fell over his soul. He was tired of being at home alone to clean and wash. The weather did not wait for him, he had to plow and sow the fields, and otherwise he would stay hungry.

He purchased some more land. He remembered the words of his father when he bargained for the large village field, “Land is bought by stealing from your children’s bread. It can feed us, but it is also bought paying with bread. In this world everything has its end, only the earth is endless.”

It was hard for Stayko to see his children falling asleep hungry when he was coming back from the fields. He knew that without woman’s hands it was hard to keep a household. He decided to look for a woman to watch his children.

It was not long after Kera’s death, and the old people started talking about Petra,

“She poisoned Kera; she should marry

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