I just wanted to see them again, but I did not mention the year. I found myself at prom, in the next village, where soldiers were buzzing around her. She was refusing them one by one taking a peek at him, the man who was playing chess and smoking cigars. I pretended I felt dizzy and fainted on their chess board. The man sighed, gallantly helped me to stand up and then invited her to dance, finally. Before I teleported back I saw them kissing. How nice is to see in person your grandparents' first kiss.
(Translated by Mălina Ţîru / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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