The Letter

Abstract

I have spent my entire life in this apartment. I am 75 years old now. We first lived here with my father, my mother, and my sister. Then came my sister’s husband, then mine, then the children were born, and we were still in these two little rooms. Then the parents died, then the husbands, then my sister … Today, I am alone. Well, alone here in my two rooms because THAT ONE, the policeman, chief commissioner at the Kazan train station, lives at the end of the corridor with his family and haunts me.