Semolina Porridge for Three

Mom covered her face with her hands. She wasn't crying, she just sat there rocking back and forth. Marisha couldn't bear to see her like this. She brought her mother the brooch that had been forgotten on the dressing table and wanted to pin it to her dress. She sat down next to her. Mom was distracted and looked at the brooch. They had once bought it together at a jewelry store. It was a bouquet of flowers, the leaves and petals sparkled with bright stones. It resembled a branch of mom's oleander. — Do you like this brooch? — mom asked Marisha. — Very much, — Marisha honestly admitted. — It looks like a twig from our oleander. Mom kissed Marisha and pinned the brooch on her blouse, under the collar. The 20th century became a true tragedy and a trial for all mankind. The events of the forties and fifties resonate in people's hearts to this day. Another testament to this is the book by Israeli writer Lina Gorodetskaya "Semolina Porridge for Three."