Chapter 38

• Five years have passed since Sarah left Mackerson Farm. He was still desperately searching for his son. He looked in every possible place: houses, train stations, hospitals, neighboring farms, orphanages, which were springing up more and more in the city. He never got tired. But no one knew anything about a boy found in those parts.
• She herself knew little. Specifically, all she had was the date of her son's birth. Still, I wasn't willing to give up ever.
• She got a job as a maid in a house in the center of the city, where she was responsible for the household chores. This time had seen family, although they were always mentioned everywhere.