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My Mother had paled. We stopped next to the garden game and I made a mute
indication to sit beneath the oak.

–As years passed by –I continued– I used to remember that night without giving much
importance to it. Just in one opportunity, when I was nine or ten years old, I dared to ask about
it to my Father and his reaction was quite strange: he suffered a great obfuscation and he
prohibited me to talk about it, but some minutes later changed and he tried to convince me
that I was remembering a dream, a bad dream, that I had when I was a child.

Therefore I never mentioned it again. Till today. –Mom sighed and shook her head as if
she was awakening from a dream.

–Why Arturo, why thirty two years later, you still remember that night? – She wondered
more to herself than to me– Why you are determined to relive a fugacious remembrance that
doesn’t means anything for you?

–Mother, I repeat to you that I don’t want to cause you pain; wait that I’ve not tell you
what I want to know –I said with reassuring voice–. Just tell two things: if that man was of our
family and if he had something to do with the war.

Here I used a firm tone that convinced my Mom about the useless that would be to
refuse to respond.

–Look Arturo, you are a man now and you don’t ignore the atrocious that has been the
war. In the following years of 1945, the zests were heated and many people had to live
escaping. But now is different; much time has elapsed… it is not convenient to scrabble on it! –
There was a supplication in the voice of my Mother.

–Mom, you are not answering my questions and that is bad, don’t you trust in me?

–… –Only a silent gaze for answer.

–You’ve to tell me what you know because it is very important for me, for my future, do
you understand? –I assured with firmly.

It was evident that she did not understand and I decided to be more convincing.

–I’m living a terrible spiritual crisis, Mom. The destiny has put me in front of a diabolic
crossroads, where any error of election, means to get lost through the wrong path, full of
obstacles and real dangers. Your answers will help to not fail; believe me Mother. –I took her
hands with my own in a desperate effort to infuse him confidence.

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