Once in the hospital hall, I walk towards the exit when a silhouette of a woman who seems to me to be recognized comes to meet me. The lady also looks me straight in the eye:
Her: Henry! she exclaims when she comes near me
Me: Chancelle
Chancelle: What are you doing here?
Me: It's my daughter who is hospitalized here and you?
Chancelle: Hmm! Long story !
SILENCE....
Me: I don't even know what to say.
Chancelle: You would have liked to ask for your son if you hadn't asked me to have an abortion.
Me: Chancelle forgive me. I just had no choice. I was a teenager and still wanted to enjoy life.
Chancelle: It doesn't matter. I did not abort it anyway.
Me: Huh! Xle Mahu (swear to God)!
Chancelle: Don't be happy. Even after giving birth to him, I didn't know what to do with it. So I put him in the trash. I heard on TV that he was taken by the sisters of the Catholic Church.
Me: You went back at least to see him afterwards, didn't you? I say to cut her