“She chose to be here.”
“And this choice deserves respect.”
“I’m not asking you to call her a mother. This is a word that you only have to say if you feel it. I only ask you not to ever confuse love with obligation.”
“People can be bound by blood and yet not present when you need them. Others can enter your life without any kinship and become the people you rely on most.”
“Paola is one of these people.”
“Take care of her as she takes care of you.”
“With all the love, my father.”
I left the letter on the table.
I couldn’t see well because of the tears.
When did he write it? I asked.
Luke has taken a deep breath.
Almost two months before he died.
How do you know?
Because I saw him.
I raised my eyes.
What do you mean?
Luke rubbed his palms with each other, as he always did when he was excited.
