Many watched movies where people functioned as ghosts. But in order to experience it yourself. Never. Ever. I spent the next several hours to transfer my wife that I am with nothing to me. But it was pointless. From the minute I regretted not prepared such a possibility. So many times in August odgrazalem her quarrel with me as soon as something I'll be able to frighten me. So many times I repeated that in the end what happened. Do I always have something to screw up. I was at her side. But I could not help it. Shaking when she put my favorite jeans, shirt for shirt and the black jacket. Not painted in August. Just ring. For mom, my parents, to my friend Gosia, and yet someone. I do not know to whom. I could not look. Her pain frightened me. Her tears containment drove me to despair. My heart is bursting already dead. Rozdziralo to pieces in order to then still explode. Why. Why do so had to suffer. Not once not twice my behavior and actions have led me to the edge of despair, not once cried for me. But not so. I wanted to hug me, but could not. Just like when they learned that he wants to leave to leave because I could not bear it. Just run away. I could not explain. She could not stop me from doing it the worst. She was then pregnant. Our son does not yet born, moreover, was to be a daughter - Susan. Now when this weeping, her again I could not help her. Well, and seemed, from our lives get along. Work, home loving family proud of her kids. Sure some zgrzytalo. But as it happens in marriage. Even learned to talk. Communicate. Well to exchange opinions. I saw also the every day becomes harder. My once-Zoneczka became his wife, a woman. Sure the zachartowalem me. Living with me hardens. They could say all women who have spent with me more than one night. And best of all, always came out this well. And I was always fell into addictions, depression dementia. This lasted for Internship propocjonalnie relationship and my commitment. But now I had no longer to be with her, and not told her everything chiał. Zona
got dressed and came home, the home guard was friend's son. As a spirit I did not know if I have to go after her or some sort of willpower I moved in August, where she was. To my surprise, I moved in some space and I found myself in the hospital at 2 this afternoon. Let me some 17 hours. I lost 17 hours is not fair.
a young doctor in the heavily starched apron blaym stainless front of my wife. I explained to her the reason mojejgo death. Some of the aneurysm, which under the influence of impact led to a stroke and landing. What nonsense I have not had anything like this. I would feel. Przewidzialbym and went to the doctor. But nonsense.
- unfortunately it was a direct cause. I must have you to say something. Your husband has any advanced stage of liver development. At autopsy zdjagnozowalismy malignant cancer. It's a miracle to have not yet felt the title of this ailment,
miracle. What he mutters. Come on I'll just punish a miracle.
- Doctor and did those tests which you did for me are already done. In my state of fear lest something happened.
- Please calm down everything is in order. Does not have to worry about your child ...
child. what about than talk about it. What tests. The child, who is pregnant. My liver?
- please take the existing drugs.
They know each other. How? I do not know the doctor. Our family doctor, imeinia not remember, came from the Philippines and Taiwan. Well, certainly it does not look like. what's going on?
not been answered. Przenioslo me now a few days later. I was in a room with my parents and wife. Son playing with his PowerRengersami. But I carefully observed the grandmother, grandfather, and my wife.
My mom. This woman never knows moderation. I have something on it. Now, as pale as a wall, trembling like a jelly. It was me its a shame. But not like my wife. I always could not understand why his mother I could not prove feelings. A woman to love me more than life. I was the air. But by his overprotection, over-zeal and oversensitivity in adolescence it earned me a feeling marginalized. The feeling that develops in you watching the poor mongrel the chain. From a distance, but I regret it terribly already in order to pat him brzydzimy August whether we abhor. because the dirty, maybe a wogole vaccinating is not my dog \u200b\u200band not my business.
- Calm down - my father mumbled. After it was hard to know that something is experiencing. Betrayed him dull eyes and trembling chin. That was his hallmark and family. I have not inherited, moreover, many features of its unfortunately not inherited. Rather, just like the mongrel in the chain.
- Grandma did not cry, why do placzes - joined by my son. - Whether pobawisz with me, or do not tell me there a better smiszna stories. the baby as you meet him. - Podyrygowal my madralinski. Strange that from the very beginning of his praise always use such words which were able to reach out to others and simultaneously astonish. Bode well for him to be some leader. only needs to be more boldly.
grandmother burst into tears once again lost a little interest. My wife asked him to went to his room.
- What are you gonna do - she asked my mother through tears. I know its the tone. it meant let me because I did not begin to answer when you do not do as I want. I also that I used often. My wife did not like it terribly. So I had a mother that what she deserved
- I'm pregnant - said, rather dryly
father and mother froze. I guess this is already too much to them as soon as their hearts burst.
- what are you talking about a child - she asked her mother not knowing whether to cry or lametowac, \u200b\u200b
- I'm at 4 months pregnant - she said his wife
the next 10 minutes silence reigned
In late August zreflektowal and father approached the wife and I kissed his forehead. He took her arm.
- It's incredible, sebastian knew about it - he asked
There was a minute's silence can, but it probably lasted longer. Sure, I did not know. I knew August would choose not to the other, or rather this world. 4 month. God when. Surely no zabezpieczalismy August and everything that we thought. And besides, this 4 months ago that I was on the delegation of some tygodni.Wlasnie the delegation. it's probably after her. There surely is not possible if I had an argument with her about these text messages on my phone. Since the former ex. Well, what I wrote just out of curiosity. And she already once interpreted it. But as the not so when ...
- but the kid is not his ...
