Bücher von Toni Tati

I don't remember the circumstances that led to this. But my mother pushed me and pressed me against her legs. As I fought go get away from that pressure, she made it even more painful. She sat me on her feet and lifted my head. My eyes encountered hers as she leaned to grab my mouth. I could tell her anger from that look. Her headscarf almost fell as she stuggled to maintain me.