He told everything and he led me to his aunt.
When we went into aunt’s room we saw she was lying on the sofa that was in the corner of the room.
She had been lying on the sofa for twelve hour since night.
There was a small table in front of the sofa and where were much kind of drugs.
He came to her and talked to her gently.
He loved his aunt very much.
But destiny of anyone is unpredictable.
In some hour she died.
She was only fifty five and she had many ideas and plans.
She wanted to be a grandmother or to see nephew’s children at least.
But her dreams weren’t meant to come true.
I remember him staying at her bed.
He didn’t cry like a real man.
But now I realize what meant his composure.
His aunt’s death changed him and then I understand — he is another man, not that laughing boy from my childhood.
November 2016
Bầu chọn ngay! 