Day 104
I thought Henrique had abandoned us. I really did. He just vanished after what happened. No goodbye, no explanation, but now he’s back. And sadly he’s confirmed what we all have suspected for a while. He’s sick and the prognosis is not good. It’s not as tragic as if he were a young man (or a young girl who was just starting her life), but it is sad nonetheless. He’s not old-old. All of us hope to live to be older than what he is now, and despite everything I still hope that for Magdalene—and a small part of me still holds out hope that she might get to. But that part of me is shrinking by the day.