terrible his entire life.
But then he continued.
“That night, a fire broke out at our factory. I was trapped inside. I couldn’t get out on my own. My best friend, Daniel, heardme calling for help and ran into the building.”
His voice broke.
“He got me out. But he didn’t survive.”
My mother was silently crying.
“Daniel had three daughters. His wife was seriously ill. After the funeral, I visited their home. Little Jessica looked at me and asked when her daddy was coming back.”
My father began to