Twenty years of birthday celebrated alone.
Every time I heard a plane cross the sky, I would go outside and look up.
« Maybe that’s where my son is going… » she whispered.
Her hair turned completely white. Her steps slowed. But her hope never died.
THE DAY EVERYTHING CHANGED
One ordinary morning, while sweeping the entrance of her small house —now modest but her own thanks to years of saving—, there was a knock at the door.
He thought it might be a neighbor.
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