Persons who are curious in having a book, delight deposit for the statutory purposes of the Solidarity Association2010 of any amount oonce sending information to the address @solidarni2010.pl
Here's the account number:
67 2490 0005 0000 4520 4582 2486
After booking the deposit, the book will be sent to the indicated address(preferably to the indicated parcel with the number of your phone)
The book was published by the efforts and means of members of the 2010 Solidarity Association as part of statutory activities.
Below is simply a fragment of the book read by the author.
The insistent doorbell woke Eve. The alarm was 8 o'clock. She got up, worried about that early wake-up call, and went to Judas. She met a neighbour from the second floor. She took a breath.
- Mrs. Eve, I'm sorry it's so early... Good morning... I was afraid I wouldn't find you later... – Mrs Adela explained.
- Please, please... – and Eve let her neighbour in, happy that she was paying her a visit, not another unexpected people – sit down... Oh, we'll have coffee, 'cause my eyes are sticking...
I'm a 100 times sorry, golden... If I had known...
It's nothing, it's time to get up and do something! She sat her neighbour in the kitchen, cleaning out the table of saucers and dirty glasses. What happened, my dear?
Mrs. Adela sighed heavily, her eyelids were snorted, like after a sleepless night. The buckle tied her grey hair.
- Mrs. Eve, I'm coming to you due to the fact that I thought you should know what's going on in our country... Horrible! My household brought me a niece who died at UB last night... mediocre girl is so depressed, like she's out of her mind... Either he talks about it, or he keeps quiet for hours... Can you come to us and listen, I don't want to leave her alone for longer! I've got coffee, too, please!
Eva hesitated. She's known Mrs. Adela for years and trusted her. So she extinguished the gas under the kettle. On her pajamas, she wore an aerole and went downstairs. In the dining room, on the porch, there was a young girl, covered in a blanket.
– Basiu, Basieńko... – said Adela – meet my best friend... Mrs. Eva...
The girl looked with concern, but with curiosity.
- Don't be afraid, Mrs. Eve is from Solidarity... Barbara revived and raised her elbow. She looked with fear, not trusting yet.
– Ma'am, for what they... – she cut us off and fell on the pillow again.
Eve sat next to her in the chair. She didn't know how to behave so she wouldn't make the girl's nerves worse. She was quiet. Mrs. Adela sat next to her niece and took her hand.
– Basieńko... That woman was on the radio, and now she's thrown out... You can say anything, Mrs. Eve will pass on "Solidarity"...
“Solidarity is inactive working?” Barbara was surprised.
“ Fortunately, they couldn’t all,” Eva explained, “and they couldn’t do it. Now we're going to work in secret... We'll set up a bulletin in the underground, and that's where we'll inform people, including the persecution... What did they do to you?
Barbara opened her eyes, looked at Eve and let her eyelids go again.
– Aunt... – she spoke in an undertone – tell me... I already...
- Okay, honey. So, yeah, they took her from home to her car and drove her out of town for hours, asking around and scaring her... And the fact that they'd leave her tied to a tree in the woods, and the fact that they'd disfigure her – 1 of them even took the razor out and pushed it under her nose...
– They asked about the archive – Barbara interrupted it – and he burned it all down due to the fact that individual warned him about the condition... It truly didn't be anymore... They didn't believe, and eventually... the worst...
“Yes,” said Mrs Adela, “they took Barbara to the police station and there, you know, there are metallic closets. They put the mediocre thing in 1 of them, locked him up and beat him with sticks... Do you have any thought how loud that sound sounds?
“How long did it take?” Eva asked.
“I don’t know... I guess centuries...” said Barbara – a terrible beating, as if the mountains were falling... At first I prayed, but I lost my head... erstwhile they were done, I couldn't say... I'm afraid they'll do the same to me...
That's why my brother brought her to me, Basia is now afraid to live in her hometown, you see what happened... She wanted to hide with me, even the doctors are afraid to go!
“The doctor can be arranged...” Ewa said.
I don't want anyone!
– Well, well – Eve calmed her down – I will not call the doctor, you're right, Basiu, your aunt will replace him better!
And Mrs. Adela ran into the kitchen. Eve went after her. She stood by the window and looked at a clone increasing across the street.
– And you see – you whispered Adela – they didn't beat her, they killed her soul... Will he get over it?
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