Moreover, Nelson was a love since this sad event. He was back to who he was when he started. Considerate, considerate. It was he who went to the place of mourning at my aunt's, and who had attended the two family meetings in my place. I didn't have the strength to go.

I even felt too guilty to be there. Nelson called Roxanne every lunchtime to find out if I had eaten and got up from her bed. When he came home at night, he forced me. Today was Saturday so in principle he would be at home. He was definitely not going to let me breathe.

Mom's wake was...