I am a bit helpless. I think of P. so often at the moment and I like the lessons in which he is with me. I love the moments when he is sitting in my car ... Sometimes I feel a bit like as if Max sits next to me - he reminds me of him, not because of his character. But we have some common grounds and we sit togehter in a car on the way to school. And the same as with Max: I want to tell him so many things, but I can't.

Will he be Max's follower?

... He might be.

Hm, maybe I'll tell him that. If I can. And watch his reaction.