by johannespunkt

Mathilda spent half her life trying to publish her dead father’s plagiarized poetry collection.

Emil tracked down 300 people with the name Jansson because of a typo in his mother’s last will and testament.

Yuko stood serenading for three weeks, every night, outside an abandoned apartment building because no-one had told her we had moved away. I heard about it too late.

Gary only smoked when it rained, but everybody knew.

Dad washed his hands with soap.

I called the police pretending to be our neighbours’ kids who were starting to get concerned about us. The operator always played along.