Our sons (shortened version) - Örkény István
Many years ago there lived a poor old widow. This poor old widow had two sons. The first born entered service on a ship that headed for the Pacific, but nobody knows what became of him because the ship disappeared without a trace. The younger boy stayed home. Once when his poor old mother sent him for some medicine to the nearby pharmacy, he never returned. He, too, disappeared without a trace. The poor lady was sorry not to have a third son, to become a folk-tale hero.
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