You don't remember anything, you just know that he is the one who saved you from the river! You always watch him when he changes your clothes or braids your hair or shouts not to go in the river!

Who was he?! Why do you have nothing but him in your mouth? You gather yourself in his arms to escape from the half-cold air of the hut and he kisses your hair impatiently

My little girl is never going to grow up