Epilogue

Later, after the funeral and the turbulent events of the two days, Alan learned that a message had been found in the car. He decided that this was not a simple message left by his father to his son. It was the last message. - I suspended my voice for a moment. "That's why he kept it, put it in an envelope, and hid it in his toolbox, glued to the bottom of a plastic tray. He hid it just in case, so that one day, if fate would allow him, he would pass it on to you.

Therefore, this is not a farewell note, but you should read it anyway.

I put the envelope on the table, which I had already opened, and slid it towards Alan.

He pulled out a folded piece of paper, but didn't unfold it immediately. He lifted it, folded to his eyes, as if he were gathering strength to read a message. It took a few seconds before he slowly unfolded it and looked at the text. Of course, I knew this news almost by heart. I have read it several times at the police station. So I easily, following my husband's gaze, I recreated in my mind.

text:

Hello my dear son.

I'll probably sleep like the dead when you get up and find this note. Hope you didn't get seriously poisoned. Because you did some stupid things tonight. However, I am convinced that all teens have to go through this. I would love to tell you that these are the last stupid things you will ever do, or that it was the last such a row between you and me or your mom, but of course I would be lying. Even worse stupid things await you in life, and certainly more family quarrels. Sometimes you will be seriously wrong, other times we will make the wrong assumption. But you should know one thing. Regardless of everything, I will always love you very much. There is nothing in the world that can suppress my love for You. Because we are bound together forever. And that's all that matters.

It will always be like this. Even when you go on your own, you start living on your own, when you have a wife and your own children, when my bones crumble to dust, I will still be over.

He was watching over you. And maybe one day you will feel that you are looked after by a caring soul, only when you look back you won't see anyone. But it will be me. I will watch over you. And make sure that you continue to make me feel very, very proud. I'll be with you all your life, boy. I will not leave you one step.

Mother kisses.

And your loving father.

I watched Alan see the end of the text carefully, then embraced him, hugged him, and sobbed with him.

THE END