Vladimir Nabokov. Amaro
Vladimir Nabokov. ORACHE
That winter Peter's mother took Mara to Mentone. Mara was sure she was dying of consumption. The absence of his sister, a rather badgering young lady with a caustic tongue, did not displease Peter, but he could not get over his mother's departure; he missed her terribly, espe daily in the evenings. He never saw much of his father. His father was busy in a place known as the Parliament (where a couple of yea