- Oh ‘kny! I get so tired of it all sometimes. I hate being here alone. Why did you have to leave me? I miss you so much…

- Sweetheart, I never left you. I’m still here. Come give me a hug.

- Are you only in my head, ‘kny?

- Why Oyw? Does it matter?

- No. Not really. I just miss talking with you.

- We can still talk.

- It’s this situation with Efhag and Rusa. It’s stressing me out.

- I understand.

- I don’t know what to do.

- Who are you talking to father?

- Eh.. Nobody!

- It’s so strange. Sometimes I almost feel I can smell my mother in this place.

- You can?

- Well, it’s very volatile, so I think it’s just in my mind. I miss her very much you know.

- We all miss her unbelievably much, don’t we? And I’m sure she misses all of us, Oyw said and looked at the “empty” chair.

- But you know, especially now, when I will be on a date for the first time. There are so many things I would like to ask her, she would know.

- You can always ask me?

- Oh father, don’t get me wrong, but there are things you wouldn’t know. Like how I can make my hair look shiny, and my eyes clear. If I should try to talk less, and pretend not to like him so much.

- You should use lemon and chamomile for your hair, Oyw said after a short pause, Eat blueberries every day for your eyes, and be as honest as you can and just follow your heart. You know the truth within yourself.

- Father you surprise me! That’s just the kind of thing mother would say! I had no idea that you knew those things!

- Neither did I, Oyw laughed. Everything will work out for the best, you’ll see. And I love you very much, honey-bunny.

- I love you too father. So much!

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