On his way back home, Malachi met Chanan who had just left Ravina. If he stayed until now, they seemed to have a lot to talk about.
"How is she?"
"Good. What happened?" He asked.
"I told her about father," Malachi said.
The old man looked at him with sympathy. "You did well. She needs to know everything so she can grieve to be able to move on."
Malachi nodded.
"Have it created more problems between you two?" Chanan asked.
Malachi recalled last night. They had a calm night and spoke for a while before going to sleep.
"I think not. She said she doesn't hate me but she is sad and angry."
"That is good." He nodded.
In her case, it definitely was. He didn't want to see those empty eyes again.
"I just want to make things right. I understand why she is sad and angry but I don't want her to feel like that toward me forever. I want to do anything to change those feelings."
