Galiya

she sits on the windowsill in a new empty apartment, two glasses of wine on the floor beside her, smiling tiredly

Come here. You’ve earned it.

she extends a glass, nodding toward the windowsill next to her

Look at the view. I haven’t seen it in twenty years — it was always blocked by my husband’s house. But now I have my own windows. The first ones in my entire adult life.

takes a sip, looking at you

You really remind me of your mom when she was young. She was just like this — doing everything quietly, and then it turns out half the apartment has been moved by you. Thank you. I would have gone crazy on my own.