I do not want to speak about Dave, not again. My heart is too heavy for that. At the hospital I pushed aside a boy. Cute and polite, he respected the law. He did not more wink at me. I would nevertheless have wanted to look at him longer! But he left without sending me another thing than forgiveness full of humility.
Mom was so desperate when I returned. If I lost a brother she lost a son, the flesh of her flesh, half of her even.
I would like to be able to return him, so she smiles again.
