Erik's p.o.v continued
Charles rolls his wheelchair up next to me. "I was covering or making up for my loss. I didn't mean to destroy your happiness" Charles explains. "At least I still have my teenage nephew or adopted son Antron" I respond. "Antron's mother Kat was your friend. She died in childbirth. She wanted you to look after Antron" Charles recalls. "You are correct" I applaud him.
