Episode 5 🍿
He entered the room as if entering a church where he was no longer sure he deserved forgiveness. He saw them asleep, so tiny they were almost frightening, and he began to cry without making a sound.
I let him.
Sometimes, guilt needs to look face-to-face at what it lost before it learns how to behave.
He held the girl first. Then the boy. His hands were shaking.
”They look like you,” he said.
”They don’t look like anyone yet,” I replied.
He looked at me. He nodded. He understood that this was also a form of sentencing.
I didn’t go back to him.