Two thoughts in white

There is no beggining yet to the white story, it starts in the middle and it's supposed to continue

The wedding -or a dance for life

The heat of the summer had softened its pressure, and autumn was giving a rest to the people in the county. The works of the summer had been done and people had some time to have fun and to have weddings. The river that passed through the city was giggling with fresh sounds and promise of coolness.
The second day after the wedding the bride and a couple of the maidens went down to the river to bath. They were happy and somehow rushed in the water to cool down. The one that went first had been caught into a vortex that sucked her in, towards the bottom. She gave a sharp cry and the second maiden gave her hand but did not have enough strength to pull her out. She was to be sucked in as well. She waved her hand she looked in desperation at the other girls and they all made a chain with their arms, the bride the last in the chain and the river danced away with them pulling them down. The groom had come running by then to join the girls and it was only because of him and the strength of his love that he managed to pull out his bride from the monster mouth of the river. Other people had come and they pulled the girls out, one by one. They came back to live, all but the last one who had been down underwater for too long. She had been dancing with death for too long and they could not bring her back to life.
The bride and the groom were reborn again, in each other's arms; they were as much in love with each other as they were in love with life at this age.

The holiday

I do not call summer a real summer if I do not get to go to the sea, since childhood it has been like this.
She needed the sea for relaxing and for warming up the bones, for easing the rheumatic pain.
She would go to the beach, get some jar with mud from Techirgiol and wrap herself into this mud and let it dry in the sun. I do not know how much good it does for eh ailment, people say it does but it seems to make people feel good as the y stretch in the sun.
She could not afford to spend much on a holiday but she was very calculated, she could find the room with the cheapest rent and save money. One year she rented a room in an old man house. She was clean and hardworking so when she saw the kitchen of the old man in disarray she did not think she was a guest but washed the dishes and cleaned the space and made it look bright.
She cooked a soup for herself, one of the least expensive dishes...and she shared it with the old man. He found it delicious and asked her to cook for him instead of paying the rent. She saved money and at the end of the week returned home with arms full of presents, a sailor shirt for her beloved nephew, a few toy cars, a blouse for her daughter and cigarettes from the polish illegal traders on the nudist beach - for her son in law.
She got home with a night train and her son in law was waiting for her. It was one o clock in the night and she could not see him on the "peron" but he did. She looked around and spotted her train companions. They had a car and were headed towards a different part of the city but she was going to ask their help. She headed towards them when somebody seized her by her shoulders and would not let go and would not let her turn. She started talking with the presumed thief...I am an old woman; let me alone in peace... when he started laughing. After the scare a big laugh came from her back it was her son in law who o came to help her on her way home. They walked together since they had no car and for the 20-30 minutes they walked they had a good time-sharing each other's news.