-Lara-
My sister watched me calmly as she bounced Cecilia gently, humming a tune I remembered her singing for me as well. I believed our mother had taught her that song, but she had never sung it to me. No, my mother barely glanced at me.
I watch as my sister walks over to our mother, showing her a beautiful drawing, while I sit at the table, making my own. Our mother always seems distant, but she perks up a little as Selene stands in front of her, showing her the drawing.
A beautiful smile spreads across her lips as she praises Selene, then hands her back the drawing. My sister smiles widely and comes back to the drawing table.
I add the last details to mine before grabbing the paper and walking over to where our mother sits, gazing out the window.
“Look, Mommy,” I say, holding ou
