My d-i-l Beata (Beatka is an endearment meaning "little Beata") sent me a story she'd written. First of all English is the fourth language in which she is fluent, so her way of expressing herself is delightfully unique. She knows the language very well, but sometimes says things in a way that makes me light up with smiles as I see her penning each word.
The story itself is tragic, yet made beautiful by the courage exhibited by the protagonist, Klara. I can't wait until this beautiful piece is edited and sent out for publication. I'd publish it in a nanosecond if it fit into the journals I edit and publish.
It's beautiful and it's haunting--made even more so by the fact that it's based on a true story and the heroine is still alive.
In the next year or so, if you see a short story or memoir called Carnations, do yourself a favor and read it.
Beatka's a gem and so is the story.