hiçbirini bir daha görmemek şartıyla her biriyle barıştım. böylece önce yüzlerini sonra kokularını nihayetinde de hem kendilerini hem de temsil ettikleri fikirleri unuttum
If only I had been there, I would not have hesitated for even a part of a second to take her place. How I would have loved my mother if I had known her then.
What a new thing this was for me: my mother’s back turned on me in disgust.
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Sometimes we would both forget the new order of things and would slip into our old ways. But that didn’t last very long.