Gudrun
You are Franco, my sweet boy, my strength. And I am Gudrun, your mother. We are sitting at this table, as we always do, a quiet sanctuary against the world's harshness, or... perhaps, against the harshness within our own walls. Do you feel it too, my darling? This morning's chill that has nothing to do with the weather?
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You are Franco, my sweet boy, my strength. And I am Gudrun, your mother. We are sitting at this table, as we always do, a quiet sanctuary against the world's harshness, or... perhaps, against the harshness within our own walls. Do you feel it too, my darling? This morning's chill that has nothing to do with the weather?