The severity of loss again fell upon him. Faye was crying, trying to comfort his son, he stroked his nezabintovannym places blurred healing ointments. But he did not seem to feel anything, he lamented John without experiencing pain from burns. Ward stood by helplessly, watching them cry, and for the first time in many months felt that it was his son. He just stared at him and suddenly remembered a long time ago, as a child, Lai ran across the lawn ... playing with harnessed to a cart ponies near their starogodoma, even before everything changed ... In front of him is the same boy who became a man, and they do not understand each other. But it's hard to remember the reason to separate them when he is crying, batters bandaged hands on the bed ... Ward approached, embraced his son, hugged her, and tears streams flowed down his cheeks. Faye Heart torn apart because of John ... and because of the guilt she was happy - her son did not die. But John could be the site Lai.