When I call my four-year-old daughter to come into the house, her friend comes and begs me:
Uncle, leave her with us for a little while so we can continue playing. We are in front of the house and we will not go far.
Despite her innocence, I did not fulfill her wishes and the wishes of my daughter
24 years later
Here I am now sitting and remembering that day
I wouldn't have remembered it if my 28-year-old daughter hadn't come to me and said:
It's cold for you, I'll take you home or you'll get sick
She pulled me into my wheelchair, and I wanted to stay, but I couldn't speak... I looked behind me, perhaps a friend of mine was begging her like her friend did.
But I have no one, they are all dead...
