On that terrible night, after learning that Joel had perhaps four months to live, I cuddled up with my two older sons in bed -- they were five and three at the time -- and I never really knew how much they understood, so I started telling them a bedtime story.
Te užasne noći, nakon saznanja da Joelu  možda preostaje 4 mjeseca života, zagrlila sam svoja dva starija sina u krevetu -- tada su imali pet i tri godine -- i nikad zapravo nisam znala koliko oni razumiju, pa sam im počela pričati priču za laku noć.