Overcast and wet, the day dragged on forever. We huddled together in our “ladies’ room,” where Averchenko had joined us. As if by unspoken agreement, nobody said anything about our present concerns. We reminisced about our last days in Moscow and about the people with whom we had spent those last days. Not a word about … Continue reading Book Excerpt: Memories by Teffi
Book Excerpt: Memories by Teffi
