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Average rating4.3
“My father never reads books, but he's read yours.” A beautiful story about a love that couldn't have endured, “tomorrow there will be emptiness”. There's something so tenderly sad about this, how he meets his son twenty years later. The son knows, understands the relationship between him and his father. It is so beautiful that their love could be seen by others, even when they had tried to hide from it themselves.