I really liked how cool it was and although you could guess the rest of the story (because we lived on this island a little longer than your daughter), I read the whole story with a smile until the end and enjoyed this writing style,,, but apart from the topic that was discussed between the lovely father and daughter, I said to myself how much sweeter and more bearable life could be for me if I too had the blessing of one or two attractive and lovely children and a happy family,,, I think with the knowledge I have of myself, I could really be a good father so that my children would love me and be happy and content with being by my side, of course, if this damn disease had not come to me and my wife had not left me in the first 6 months of our life because of my illness (of course, I completely give her the right and I do not blame her for leaving me) and a year or two after our marriage, the first child I preferred was a boy, so that his eyes and hair were similar to mine and of course he would be tall and After 3 or 4 years, the second child I loved was a girl, and she was beautiful and lovely like her mother, with a face as beautiful as the sun by day and the moon by night, but life didn't agree with me, and because the power of life and the truths that humans have no choice but to accept were much greater than me, my only share of having this happy family was no more than a brief and brief fantasy, interspersed with the disturbing thoughts that rise and fall in my mind during the day.