After hours at the Emergency I have to leave Jan behind to take care of the children. Jan assures me that I can really go and that he won’t suddenly squeak out. With a heavy heart I pick up Elvis in the hospital restaurant. One person per patient is the rule. I can’t shake her tense face and shrug my shoulders despondently. “I don’t remember it all either, cat, but we’re going home first.”
This greatest sorrow, this cloud of fear I cannot hide or bravely laugh away | mezza
