“I wish I could explain this all to you, and it is easy just like what you say,” I said in a low voice and avoided his eyes.
I looked around at the four corners of the room and then at him straight into his eyes while I waited for him to speak.
He just understandingly smiled at me and nodded.
“I understand. Believe me. You, Allen, Dad and I have been living in hell since then. We all feel the same. Only that we handled it differently doesn't mean that we didn't share your pains.
You know what? I envy you that you can get to be real. True to yourself and be able to do what you think is needed, but I can’t. I have to stay level-headed and absorb all the pain like it was nothing. I have a lot in my palms, Ale, that I cannot give time to entertain how I felt over the years even at my a
