At the very end, you find the love of mom as much as dad. You used to say bitterly, I wish you were there, I wish you were in that building. Instead of him. In previous years, in your life, Dad was like a guide to guide you. After losing him, your world is turned upside down. The key that fell from the vase you accidentally broke has become your spiritual sustenance, and you tirelessly search for every Black. Although every time is disappointing. But you can't give up, it's more like an outlet for you to regret yourself. Because you didn't pick up the last phone call from him that rang 6 times. You dare not tell anyone, not even the person you guess is your grandpa. You took the yellow book, you made the categories, you had the dedicated notebook. Along the way, you overcame some things that you felt you would never hope to change. You start to take the subway, cross the bridge that is missing a piece of wood... Follow the note, just like you used to follow Dad, Non-stop looking. When you look around, you find that the call is connected, it is the first one Black, you are excited and nervous. When Mr.Black tells you everything, when all seemingly unrelated things are connected in series, you can't help it anymore, that key opens someone else's lock after all. But in addition to these, you also understand that in addition to your father, there is another person in the world who loves you equally, without reservation. After everything, you wrote a letter to all the Blacks you visited, you told them, you put it down, you know your dad won't come back, just like those six barrels. central park is still the same Noisy, you sit on the swing, swinging your feet awkwardly. Swing higher, swing higher. I hope you can jump down at the highest point and experience what dad said about flying like a bird at that moment. At least, you are no longer afraid.
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