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That's night I was in the car  arguing about the money with the father of my son.
The road was dark and empty, no cars, my tears.
All kind of thoughts were in my head:
No subsidise daycare, jealousy at work, money, bridge,
Men is  singing about winning Second World War...
I am looking trough night and thinking
I can't do this any more, over and over.
Then a bright light went on my face,
For few seconds and I heard voice:
Don’t leave your child without mother.
Next day, I sold my four gold rings for eighty seven dollars.
With my son we went to a book store.
It was a table near the store and books about Second World War.
First book I opened in the middle was a page about Russian women during the war..