I remember that day. We just arrived in Paris. Knowing that we would be late for a long time, I bought this house. I sorted things out and decided to talk with Brandon about further actions. Couldn't find it. He became alarmed and went to look on the street. But we didn't have to go far. Not far from the house Brandon rolled a little black-haired girl about five years old on his shoulders. She laughed out loud. It was then that I saw him smile for the first time in years. So many years of the absence of any emotions on his face affected his character, but at that...