by Teanna Sunberg
Reprinted from Engage Magazine
The house sits quietly on a very normal looking street in the heart of Bucharest where the coming and going of families is a predictable Romanian rhythm. Grandmas with head scarves and aprons sweep away the dust from doorways each morning and then produce the tantalizing smells of onions and carrots frying for a midday soup. Dogs bark, kittens
Leave a Reply