and sisters. The violence infects each generation.” She bobbed her head, and her body went with it, rocking back and forth. “And I see it. I see all of it.” Akos grabbed her hand and held on. “I’m sorry, Akos,” she said, and he wasn’t sure if she was saying sorry for saying too much, or for something else, but it didn’t really matter. They both stood there for a while, listening to the mutter of the news feed, the darkest night somehow even darker than before.
