PART 2
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On the table in chfar zaml the living room there is a thick brown envelope, tied with an elastic. Next to him, Sofia placed a car key, a few stamped documents and an old photo, bent at the corners.
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I unwrapped the envelope with my hands trembling. Inside there were several stacks of banknotes, receipts and an account statement. I looked at the total amount and felt my breath stop.
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Forty-eight thousand euros.
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It was almost half of the amount I had told him I needed for treatment.
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“Sofa… where did you get this money?
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He didn’t answer me immediately. He sat on the edge of the sofa and took off his shoes. He had red heels, and on one of his fingers I noticed a broken blister. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, and the hair, which he usually wore neatly, was caught sloppy in a ponytail.
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“I didn’t manage to collect everything, Andrei, whispered. Oh, I’m sorry.
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I was left with the envelope in my hands.
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