But back to the story. I'll like you alot, as long as you're alive, my friend you will be. This taught him not to be prejidiced. The years went by, and the day gradualy turned into night. The son came home from school, grew up and got married.
More years wend by.
The mother became very ill. And she died. Go ahead and get a tissue if youre crying now. I don't blame you. In fact, bring me one too.