«Don’t get involved!» my inner voice screamed, but instead I said I had seen a man taking a boy away from a playground… And it all started spinning!
That’s how you make an internal choice: cause-and-effect links begin to move, and your life goes straight to hell. Why did I so foolishly put myself in it?! But it was all about the child. I didn’t want anything bad to happen to him.
I helped find the boy, so I didn’t regret anything, though with sadness I was ready to admit: with good intentions we lay out a road to hell.
A year ago I left my hometown and promised myself never to go back. But I had to return. Because now the life of my beloved husband was at stake—and as it turned out, not only his, but also my son, whom I had already stopped hoping I would ever see…