Matěj loved the moon.
While I was walking him to the hospital, we were talking about the moon again, as thousand times before. It was full moon and we tried to solve why you can see it full while a part of it is hidden the other time.
The dialog was similar to hundreds of others we had till then. And which I wanted to have thousands more – at least I did not doubt I would have.
We both looked forward to them a lot.
But this one was rather special. It was the last one. At that time none of us may have guessed it.
The thing is that something unpredictable happened, something resembling a nightmare – which will not disappear after you wake up.
Since then, anytime I look at the moon, I recollect our last talk.
Will you also remember Matěj at any time you look in the sky and see the moon, which he loved, and which he lost at one cruel moment. Vítězslav, dad
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