Page 35 (1/2)

I bolted back into the kitchen and saw the fry pan was on fire Srabbed the handle using a dishtowel and carefully carrying it over, duuished, the re toward the drain

I sighed and checked the toaster At least they were okay Fifty percent was a pa

ss, right?

Afterattempt, I stopped for a breakfast burrito on the way to see Mom Loaded up with her flowers and a box of chocolates, I entered the code and waited for the doors to open

“Hey, Luce,” I said, approaching the desk to sign in “How’s things?”

“Liaood How are you? I swear you look hotter every time I see you” She shook her head

I chuckled “How’s Mom today?”

“She’s a little disorientated today Maybe don’t stay too long?” she suggested gently

I nodded, gripping the stems of the flowers as I tried to prepare myself mentally

My heart raced as I walked toward her roonizeI enjoyed Even worse hen she mistook me for my father, which happened often

I turned into her roo at the wall

“Hey Mo the lilies aside I sat down on the chair beside her bed and kissed her hand

She glanced at ht to reetting worse, which wasI wanted was her suffering

“How have you been?” I asked softly She stared through ently, touching her shoulder

She turned toht, they’ll lock you away,” she whispered, her voice worried