Dear Anonymous,
Did you sleep at all?
'Sleep? What's that? I roll over and she's not there and then I'm wide awake. I rearranged the bedroom my uncle let me sleep in. I had to do something.'
Have you eaten?
'Nah, can't keep anything down.'
He is thanking the tribal representative who sent this bundle for him. I read the message on the card that was included. He listens. Both our hearts melt. Our eyes collect dew. Yeah, that must be it.
He tucks it tenderly into his shirt pocket. Thank you, Dear Anonymous.