it's like, a dream. i can articulate what it feels like right now. it's been a dream. particularly as its iranian new year starting on sunday for 13 days. that's around the time when she was taken. as the new year approached again, i felt bleak. i didn't even -- i just thought, i should call richard, but it's so sad if there's no news. when it happened, i phoned my brother in rome yesterday. poor man, he still can talk to me. i don't think he stopped crying because my brother was the first person to tell me about all this, because nazanin was a facebook friend of his. he was saying to me, i met this guy richard and his wife in iran has been taken away. at the time, this is back in 2016, i said, it's iran, they do this all the time, she'll be out in a couple weeks, don't upset yourself.