Chapter 58

• Dylan junior looked at his father strangely and although he didn't say anything, he adored him; she adored him to the point of wanting to be equal to him. I was amazed at the exaggerated story that his father told him, always naming his father Daniel, and respectfully remembering Alicia, and I loved that about him; his simplicity, his ease, and the place he gave to each one.
• What can I tell you? He was like that, a man who had suffered so much, until his wounds bled, but he never gave up, simply because he knew that at the end of the story it could be different, that was his hope.
• My Dylan had been a man who was bound to a wheelchair, as anyone can be bound to some circumstance, but at the end of the road it's a different story if you decide to change it. And I am not saying with this that everyone with a disability can get out of them, because it is not in that, it is in how things are conducted; therein lies the significant difference.