„The boy is stubborn and never listens,“ said the father.
„Oh, he’s only dreaming,“ said his mother.
„But that’s why he can hear what is said to him,“ the father replied angrily.
„He’s in his own world. It’s hard for words to get through,“ the mother tried to appease.
„It’s going to be bad again,“ the father grumbled, but the reassurance had had an effect. Florian actually didn’t hear anything about the conversation, although he was sitting at the same table, but the five-year-old was absorbed in his favorite picture book, the one about donkeys, and nobody reached him. Nobody bothered him either. Until he felt something. It was his mother’s warm, soft hand that gently stroked his cheek. Finally, he returned and looked at her with wide eyes.

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