Who had he left at home in his country? A mother who had sung until before her death, an old and lonely father to whom he sometimes made tea in the evenings, his young, living girlfriend whom he had not asked to wait for him, but why'd she do it? The voice of the woman beside him asked him, gutturally, to come closer, then her large breasts revealed the cross around her neck, as she lay back on the dark bed. And she didn't ask him anything, but for half an hour, she was to him what he had not expected, but she was able to be: mother, father, and lover.

(Translated by Oana Ionescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)

Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In December 2022, the group has 9,880 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)

Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale.

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