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After that, I was sitting eachn and every night close to the radio my nephew gave me.
It was like a rendez-vous (ça se dit aussi en anglais). But I never know if he'll come. I was just waiting. Suddenly I heard him. It was his voice. Not my imagination. I was curious but not afraid.... I loved his voice so very much.... it was like a dream but I was awake. what I did not know was if he could hear me too.  Then I realize he was telling me he loved my dress. Could he see me ? !!! we were so in love, it was as if he heard me thinking. he said " I can see you but it's not because of the radio. the radio bring you my thought and as you love me you can hear it with my voice. I see you everyday. You can't see me. I know you have been sad and lonely but I am with you. You can talk to me, I can understand. This radio is just a help.... keep it with you so we can "talk" until you come join me.....