YULIYA’S FAWN
LONG, LONG AGO on the edge of the lonely Siberian taiga, there lived a man and wife who yearned for a child. One spring there came a vicious storm. Snow and ice lashed their snug little cabin. As the chimney chuffed out smoke, the woman huddled by an empty cradle on the hearth and cried to her husband, “If I cannot have a child to love, surely my heart will crumble like a dry crust of bread.”
“Let us go to bed with hope, dear wife. You never know what dawn may bring.”
In the
