I have never asked you for anything. But what would you have asked for? She stared into the ripples of the stream. What you gave me, she said after a while, kindness. Nothing else? She paused. I would have liked to call you Father.
Bernard Cornwell
I have never asked you for anything. But what would you have asked for? She stared into the ripples of the stream. What you gave me, she said after a while, kindness. Nothing else? She paused. I would have liked to call you Father.