December 28. “I saw your smiling face when I looked in on you this morning.

You must be really happy to have the door to your room wide open now. Another day when they take off the partition entirely and I’ll be able to give you a tight hug.”

“I am counting the hours. But I am all dirty and dusty.”

“So what? It doesn’t matter.”

“Actually I felt imprisoned being in there that month. I couldn’t see a thing. There was only darkness everywhere.”

“Again, Button, I am sorry.”

“No issue. I am just waiting for that hug from you and everything will be wonderful again.”