What did you say? — the mother whispered, turning pale.

— Daddy told me… at night… He came. He was crying. He said uncle made him go… And then his car fell… — the girl sobbed, but spoke clearly and without hesitation. — And now daddy is there, and he’s all alone…

The deceased man’s brother tried to say something, but his lips trembled. One guest hurried out of the room. Another was already pulling out a phone.

The widow lifted her daughter in her arms, held her close, and whispered:

— Tell me how he came…