My memories

When we moved to Sofia, I often went to the Slaveykovs' in the old house on the square. We played with Pencho's little sister, Penka. He was already sick. I listened to him with difficulty, how he could barely speak. When he started walking with a cane, he came home often. Then I got married. He still visited us often. For a long time I knew nothing about his feelings for me. My mother-in-law, who had come from Sliven, once said to me: - This man comes very often. It seems that he loves you very much. - Of course he loves me, he is my cousin, - I replied. One day he brought me his collection "Mom's Tears" and told me that it was dedicated to me. I thanked him.