Chapter 11: unexpected encounter

****Black J.C.S.

Already 5 months since my daughter died, 05 damn months since I no longer listened to the sound of her voice, 05 months since I cry every night for her absence, 05 months since I live through her memory. Sometimes I'm not at my wit's end, that I'm going to crack, the idea of ​​putting a bullet in my head has crossed my mind a lot of times but I always pull myself together in time because these motherfuckers would be very happy too much on my grave. Since Zena's departure I can hardly sleep and I admit that Mike supported me a lot...