As I sat with my feet on the couch, chin on my knees, lost in my own thoughts, Alessandro sat down on the armrest of the couch behind me....
Taking the towel from my head, he proceeded to dry my hair gently. One thing I could say about him was that he always took care of me and all my needs were met.
"Aldo just left, we should know within 3–7 days if Evelina is my mother or not."
"I've just been thinking..."
I say...
"Don't worry about it, okay? If she isn't my mother, we can still be in contact with her, and we can see her whenever you want to."
"No that's not what's been bothering me... well, that is part of it, but if you are her son, whose son did she bury?"
"I already spoke to Aldo about that, but you found out more than he did, so maybe you would like to find out?"
"I'll star
