Chapter 127

The girl gently took out from a small box the photograph that was crumpled, torn and patched together with glue.

A sweet smile drew on his lips as he looked at the photo of a happy lover. He ran his little finger over the young man's face in the photo.

"Dad, you really like mom. If only I knew you were alive, I wish I would have told him not to like mom anymore." he said weakly while talking to the one in the photo. "Dad, do you know how I knew you were alive? Because I found this picture. The day mom married uncle Rex, she tore up the picture and threw it in the trash. But, they usually burn the pictures of dead people, I saw that on the show."

The girl's voice was sad as she spoke to her father, even though she knew he couldn't answer her.

"What did you do wrong to mom?" it asked. "Every time I ask him about you, he always cries before going to sleep. I think dad, mom really hates you. But I, I want you."

He hugged the photo in his hand and then took a position on his bed to lie dow