P is sleeping. Just got a call from Brook who has the girls. She said F is speaking English, and she is speaking very good English. She put on a princess dress and she said 'where are the shoes for this dress?' And then she said, 'they are too small, can you make them bigger'. Little lady is making full sentences and with us she pretends she doesn't understand a thing. And she had a perfect accent. Brook thought this would cheer us up.
I decided to go back home tonight and come back tomorrow with the girls. Hopefully P can come home with us after that. Logistically this will make things easier for everyone except for P who will be alone here. Fortunately this is a good hospital and the rooms are not depressing. He has the executive room he says, he has windows on two sides at the 13th floor with scenery of the city.
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