I’m so sorry, Henri, I whisper in his ear. I close my eyes. I love you. I wouldn’t have missed a second of it, either. Not for anything, I whisper. I’m going to take you back yet. Somehow I am going to get you back to Lorien. We always joked about it but you were my father, the best father I could have ever asked for. I’ll never forget you, not for a minute for as long as I live. I love you, Henri. I always did.