บท 87: Courage of the Morning

For some reason, everyone, or almost all, believed that it was Andrzej's merit. Even Mrs. Śliwińska hugged Nowicki good-bye and thanked him for taking care of her son. The photographer didn't feel like he deserved it, but Dominik looked at him with his sincere, charming smile as if joining his mother's thanks. It was a strange feeling, but nice.

Nowicki lost his parents a few years ago. The only grandfather he remembered had died even earlier. As the only child, Andrzej did not know what it was like to have a sister or a brother. At this point, he no longer had any family members and was largely lonely because of it. He wondered what Christmas could be like in such a busy house. Dominik's parents were very cordial to him and he liked his siblings as intelligent, quick-witted and, above all, loving. He wondered how Dominik could not miss them all?

He drove the car to the cottage and turned off the engine.