- Can I help you? - Mrs Peterson?
- YES? - My name is David. Mrs Peterson, I…I knew your son, Kaleb. I was with him when he died.
- That’s me. - You knew Kaleb?
Yes, ma’am. - We were pretty close.
- Yes, ma’am?
- He wanted me to tell you that he loved you.
Thanks.
He asked me to check on y’all.
And so, we’re gonna be good friends.
- What happened? - I got into a fight with some guys at school.
I’ll teach him some self defense when he’s feeling up to it.
- What are you gonna do? - Nothing bad.
For the damages. Never let anyone pick on you.
Here. You keep it.
Mrs Peterson, are you sure you’re comfortable with me staying here?
I think it could be a good thing for us.
You know I promised Kaleb I would do anything I could to help your family.
But, I’m afraid I haven’t been fully honest with you.
I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t been here.
Ah….
Really, Mrs Peterson, it’s no problem.
T: MR. WAEL AL HAKMI