Mia:
Do remember the lullaby mom use to sing us? It was something like... Baby, you little baby. It's time to say goodbye. Baby, you little baby.
David:
Mia, please. I don't think you need sad memories in your head right now.
Mia:
Mom's not a sad one.
David:
You know what I mean.
Mia:
You know what at the final days at the hospital, mom sometimes thought I was you. She even called me David for a whole day once and I played along cause...
David:
Mia look. I wanted to be there. Okay? I did. But by the time mom got bad, I had just gotten the job at the garage in Chicago. I don't know, I had a hard time finding the right moment to come back. And then it was too late, so...
Mia:
Maybe you were lucky not to see the way that I did.
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