I sat at the bed, feeling the softness of the blanket. I laid down my head and felt it's warmth. I've never laid in a bed this comfortable before. Our bunk beds back home weren't exactly made out of cotton.
Ciro sat beside me and laid his head back. He looks at me and smiles.
"Resting?" he asks.
I smile at him and say "No, just thinking about what a wonderful life this little girl must have had before..."
Ciro's face turned sad, "Yes.' he says.
He then sits up and touched my hand. "We shouldn't let what happened here derail us"
"You're right," and I sat back up.
Ciro pulled the stool by the dressing table and placed it in front of the window. The curtains are too think for anyone to see us inside. We decided to take only a few peaks at a time.
It was probably midnight when
