is not the
one you
know well
before.
There
won’t be
better,
only
worse.
But, his
words echo
in this
empty room
again:
“Rahim.
Please,
promise
me! You’ll
take care
of that
boy after
we leave.
I owe that
boy.
Please!”
You are
all gone
and leave
me the
only alive
person
that
buries
those
secrets.
I’ve tried
my best to
save him,
as what I
did with
Sophia,
but things
went
athwart.
This time,
old
friend, it
is your
own son’s
turn. I
believe in
him as
much as I
believe in
you. He
will
finish the
things we
left
undone: to
save our
children
and set
them free
forever.
God Bless
Afghanistan.