Standing outside mama's room, I took a deep breath and slowly raised my hand to knock at the door. I have no idea what the hell I could say to her that would make any difference. In fact, I was afraid that seeing her upset might push me over the edge too.
"Come in," She sounded distracted and obviously down. Gingerly, I walked inside and was completely blank as mama looked up at me. She looked bad for sure. Her eyes were very swollen, the usual warmth radiating from her was missing as well. My heart broke for her.
"Amara," She mumbled. "It's good to see you, sweetheart," I nodded my head and silently walked over to her, flopping down on the bed. As always, there was a big, fat book lying on her lap.
"How are you?" I asked because that was the best I could come up with. She shrugged,
