The elderly man wakes up at the crack of dawn, turns on the radio, shaves, dresses nicely, waters the geranium in the window while humming a song, makes some tea, puts the biscuits from the bag on a porcelain saucer, sits on the armchair and waits with his eyes on the clock. Ten more minutes. At five past the hour, he hears the doorbell. He opens the door, hugs his nephew, spreads the Legos on the carpet and they start building palaces together. They will play again on Sunday and he will buy more biscuits.
(Translated by Iulia-Teodora Urea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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