Dad was a mason. He had a work accident. A castle portal fell on him. It crushed her head. He died instantly. They brought his body home. They had wrapped his head with a bandage and we barely saw his face. I put it in his bed and we made a funeral vigil. I was 27 years old. I have 6 and a half today.
My father was my whole life. Kid, I followed him everywhere. We went to sheep, we went up fences. My mother, she was sick of jealousy. She repeated to me all the time: “If he’s too cold tomorrow, you stay inside. »»
But, no question that I leave him, my father. When I had to get married, I chose Daniel because he liked it, in Dad. He came to help him on the farm, he cut the grass. So it was he that I married and we stayed living with my parents.
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