For the very first time she saw them being together, holding hands like they used to do. Her parents. In her dream. Two days ago.
A “visit” at home. Their home. Their nest. Standing next to the sofa where she was sleeping. His wonderful green eyes. Her sweet face. Wearing her owl glasses ! Happy and a bit younger. Holding hands like they used to do !
“Do not worry, my sweet bird, everything will be just fine” he said.