Meet the past (Part2)

It was night, and since I got home, not even for a moment had Mali and Lillian been out of my mind. Lillian died in a charity sanatorium in complete solitude near her daughter. And Mali remembered all those moments. I could have guessed that in the ten years since her mother's death, he had not forgotten for a moment the torments and pains of her mother.

She had suffered so much during these 16 years. But the financial mind was full of love and hope. She loved everyone, even those who had bothered her, but I still saw in her mind that sometimes she thinks of death. I was apprehensive about her. She was too small to bear this amount of loneliness and grief in herself.