The Orphanage by Waltrudis Buck

The Orphanage by Waltrudis Buck

Nothing hangs together. There are big holes in the daughter’s memory. She cannot fathom the passage of time. Half a century ago when she was ten, sixty was an old woman. She does not think of herself that way. It is an astonishing fact which makes no sense to her.  She stops eating and looks up. “When were we there, mother? Miriam and I? What year was it when we were in the orphanage?”  “Oh, I don’t remember that.”  The two are sitting at the di…