The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe

Ruben had really closed down at this point and there was no enjoyment in his life. I tried to get him to laugh, but he just wasn't interested. But one thing that happened really, really early on, which is key in this whole story, is that Ruben wasn't talking, but he was drawing. And every single night, without fail, before he went to bed, he'd give me a little kiss on my cheek and hand me a piece of art upside down. At the bottom, everysingle night, he would say, Sleep Well, Brother, Love You. So he wasn't able to say that he loved me, but hewas able to write it.