a bad news
I am writing to tell you, Tylor, that your wife has passed away. On Christmas night she died at sea, as she wanted to cross it to escape the war in Morocco, where she wanted to go to Spain to have a better life. He was carrying Paul, your youngest son, on his back, he also drowned. Your wife and son are dead. Your friends came and told me yesterday.
I hope you understand this situation. Now you will have to change your life, so if you need anything you can count on me.
Pol B
I am writing to tell you, Tylor, that your wife has passed away. On Christmas night she died at sea, as she wanted to cross it to escape the war in Morocco, where she wanted to go to Spain to have a better life. He was carrying Paul, your youngest son, on his back, he also drowned. Your wife and son are dead. Your friends came and told me yesterday.
I hope you understand this situation. Now you will have to change your life, so if you need anything you can count on me.
Pol B