There are stronger blows in life than having gone to war and coming back a different person or even being a gang member or a cold man without friends or loyalty. Now he understood that the only thing ,you, his daughter came to offer him that day she was born and her mother abandoned her, leaving him alone with you, was to prepare him.

You, was his way of telling himself what he wanted, of training him to face life and although the fear did not go away, the ghosts and him had made things happen and during the time that his beautiful daughter and him were together They learned two important things about fear and fucking life.

They learned that seven years counts the same as seventy or seven hundred and that a mistake from one night with a woman and an unforeseen pregnancy can be the best consequence of their life. For him to look at you, at his little girl, it was better than a good night of whiskey and business.

Watching you run and wondering if you wouldn't break those beautiful, thin legs. It would last a little while but it didn't matter for him. It was worth it and sometimes life surprised him, like that day, when a doctor gave that unexpected news, a defect, there, in his little girl's heart.

And then the doctor explains to him that there is no explanation, not in Birmingham or UK in 1923, that one day you least expect it, like a butterfly cocoon, that defect in his little girl would grow and grow, leaving her in a coma. Or just making her fall asleep forever.

Thomas in his study with the doctor, the same one he saw every month to check his 4-year-old daughter in the hope that the defect would go away. “How much time do we have?” He said once you left the study.