Louise adored her godchildren. “No matter what they say to me, godchildren can partially replace their children! Of course, I would like to have my own people, but … ”– Louise reflected and was upset again that she was so unlucky.
Just when she reached the peak of self-flagellation, and already with a fervent heart began to feel sorry for herself, the doctor entered the room.
– Louise! Do not sleep? – The doctor looked in, not yet crossed the threshold of the ward.
I just … May I? – he timidly entered the room and immediately went to the windows to open the curtains.
– you need sunshine! – the doctor carefully put on the bookshelf the book that Simone was reading and spoke more boldly:
– I wanted to tell you … that you … you are such a good fellow! And your girlfriends too! They were on duty here all week before the operation. But you! You just! You are a fighter!
