Marius fitzy narrating:
— Hi brother — I said.
He looks at me but doesn't say anything, I see him look down and stare at his leg. — Won't you talk to me? I sit next to him.
—You can say ... — he murmured.
— Say what?
—That I'm an i***t, an asshole and that I deserved everything that's happening — he said looking at me.
His eyes looked at me intently, in them there were several feelings, but they changed so fast that I didn't know what he was feeling.
— You are really an asshole and i***t — I said— but I would never wish that something bad happened to you.
He lowered his head.
— How is your treatment going? — I asked.
— I'm doing physical therapy, my prosthesis is ready, but I'm still adapting to it —he murmured.
—Our mother had commented that she is going to the psychiatrist — I
