I do not mind. He wraps me in a terry sheet and carries me in his arms. And later, much later, when we lie relaxed and satisfied, I still think about the children. Edgar catches my thoughts again. And I'm not surprised by this. I believe he can. Only he.

- I understand: maybe everything is not very organized in your opinion. But you wanted my brothers and sister not to be left out of life. I'm not used to being trampled on my head. So you will adapt.

I raise myself up on my elbow and look at him. He lays down and stares at the ceiling. Serious and...