Nana is nineteen. Finally he can go on holiday alone with friends. First a week in Ommen, then he is home for two days before continuing to Turkey.
“Mom, are you at home a lot during those two days?” he asks. I see her mother’s heart melting. That boy, so happy with his mother.
“That’s nice,” he says when she answers in the affirmative, “because I think I have a lot of laundry.”
A version of this article also appeared in NRC in the morning of July 27, 2021