Trying

I'm trying to stay focused on Selita, but it's hard. I miss Patricia very much. She is supposed to return this June. I wonder if she thinks of me? I think of her often, every simday. I try to kiss Selita and I see Patricia. I look at Selita's tummy and imagine my child-our child growing there, but I want it to be Patricia. If only we could run away from all this.