Tell me more, Grandpa. Then Ilinca would snug in the corn cob basket, where her granny had placed a soft blanket. Her grandpa gently pulling on Trandafira's udder and talked the hind leg off the donkey about the carefree youth, bathing in Someș, ogres and fair maidens, about the wolf's tail and the wicked fox. The white, hot foam overflowing the edges of the bucket drawing whiskers on the girl's cheeks as she fell asleep dreaming, in the moon swing, how someday she would write the story of her dear grandpa.
Ina Moldoveanu
The trained Labrador Association. I should lease a dog. I can't afford to buy one. I don't have twenty-five thousand euros. Today Brendy is taking care of Laur. For the first time he's composed. He's no longer scared of the street noises, he smiles happily and is so proud to finally have a friend. In the park, a lady walking a dog of the same breed wants to play with Brendy. I tried to explain to her that it's not possible. Brendy is on duty. She starts yelling threatening that she'll denounce me. Laur covers his ears and cries. He spits and says: educate your scumbag.
Marian Bircea
on the internet cause I'm utterly upset. Dear Mr. Googoole. You said: browse so you'll meet women. If you told me so, why do you ask me how old I am? And I gave you the numbers on my card \'cause I couldn't find my ID so as to show it to you. I paid, Mr. Googoole, the credit so I could talk to my wife. That naked woman on the website, it's her. How long have you two known each other? Cause she went to Germany to harvest asparagus but made up her mind to stay there and harvest cucumbers instead. I won't stand in the way of your happiness, so come and take my mother-in-law. Maps knows where I live.
(Translated by Bogdan Macarie / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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