"Blindfold?" asks the soldier. I shake my head.
I loved that little girl!
Why can't I speak? Tears form in my eyes as I shake my head.
We were just playing in the woods. She had run ahead of me and before I knew it she had fallen into the river and was gone.
I looked for her for hours, until the sun set and I had to return home.
I did not do this!
I loved her!
Even if I could, it's too late to speak now.