It had been much long since the last time he had laughed so hard and so sincerely. He could not even remember a moment he could say it was a "happy moment". Long after his father's dead, he could stare at the window and say "finally". There was nothing else but rain and darkness beyond the window-pane. However, he was the only and sufficient light in the room.
Maybe someday he could be remember that significant moment, yet since then on he lived his life in conscious of every step he took, every memory he made,