In a war zone where death triumphs, Don has found refuge in the photograph of your unborn son. The news of the enlistment came as a thunderbolt, interrupting the joy of becoming a father in just three months. But the wartime almost over gives Don the opportunity to take refuge at home for a while. All the way on the plane, they hold the x-ray of your baby in his hand. Tears of joy flood your face when you see him at the airport after three months of absence.