For Christmas
I could not see in the eyes of Sophie that feeling that she tried to hide but that could not. Therefore, in addition to sadness he felt rage. I wished with all his heart that this man went away completely the life of them three. I knew that it was impossible. He had returned, and this time to not leave. The day following Sophie continued even sad and remembering Word for Word the letter from Alex. Luckily, the preparations for the next day birthday had her busy enough as to that the return Pete, at night, not see her so depressed.
During the birthday, Joey was pirate dress all the time. The disguise seemed sensational. He played with his friends until exhaustion. It had seemed to him the best gift he had received, and that he had received many. For Christmas, Sophie received the second postcard of Alex. Like the first time, she cried bitterly at what life had removed.
The postcard said: Dear joey this is my first Christmas as Pope. As I told you in my previous card I regret not sharing it to your side. I hope with much anxiety to reach that day when we are all together, and that I may hug you with all my soul. I found another set of pirates which seemed fantastic, I hope you also like it. Your MOM has told me that he loved you that you send for your birthday and you play a lot with him. I want to continue telling you little by little, as you promised, the story of our separation. One day, I had an accident and had to get away from England. Then I knew that MOM was pregnant. I learned five years later when returned for the first time back. Of having known, probably never I had gone regardless of the consequences that this might have caused.
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