Probably he would never know what a big blow this would be to a child who had never seen his mother and secretly fantasized about her appearance in his heart.
I thought my mother should be like the woman in the dream, with a delicate face, long hair and a gauze white skirt, quiet and peaceful.
But he said,
"The bodies were rotten."
I think I loved my father too, as much as he loved those corpses.
Conception: