Roxana wasn't sure how long she cried in Alexander's arms but she knew it was long enough that it had become night. They lay in the dark of her room. Her cries had now turned into choked breaths. Alexander rocked her lightly until she fell asleep.
In her dreams, she was reunited with her family. They were happy again, playing outside their small home. The delicious smell of her mother's baked bread invited her and her sister inside. Her father also left whatever he was building outside to come and join them to eat and soon the kitchen was filled with laughter and joy until it was shattered.
