Chapter 44 THE DIARY OF MR PEO 1937

FOR A FEW MINUTES I WAS WATCHING, HOW SHE STILL THIS BEAUTIFUL, EVEN WITH THE HUGE SCAR ON HIS FACE, HAS BEEN BEAUTIFUL, HER LIPS, HIS FEEL, THE MEMORIES OF HAPPY TIMES.

MY MEMORY COMED, AND THAT ANGERED OF SOUL TOGETHER, THE TISSUES BEGAN TO FALL BY MIXING THE STRONG RAIN, THAT DAY I DIDN'T HOLD.

I CRIED AND SCREAMED LOUDLY, LETTING THE PAIN AND D