SHE'S GONE

Lea comes to us in mom’s room. Lucy is on the left side of the bed as she was trying to help mom make it comfortable and probably breathe easily. Mommy is like running out of breath which is worse than usual.

“Mommy…” I hop on the right side of the bed.

Mom only moves her teary eyes. She looks at me, her lips parting like she wants to speak up but is unable to because of the shortness of breath.

“Mom it's okay, I’m here. You don’t have to say anything, mommy.”

“Angel, is Aunt Athena normally like this when she wakes up?” Lea asks her voice trembling in fear.

“No Lea, this is the worst one but mom will be fine later on, you’ll see.” I don’t know why it seems my words don't sound convincing to me. I don’t know why I fear for mom’s life seeing her in the worst condition.

“Angel…” Mom says as she reaches for my hand. Her hands are cold as eyes. I hold mom by the wrist to help her find strength in what she has to say.