With a longing sigh, I get up from the bed and walk over to my mom’s closet. I count one to three before opening it. In the closet, my mom’s clothes are properly arranged. I smile and take out a black blazer hanging on the rod; sniffing it, I can still pick up faint scents of her. I wrap it around me imagining my mom’s arms are the ones wrapped around me. I’m definitely taking this back with me and probably some more.
After going through the closet and not finding anything of importance to our search, I look under her bed but still nothing. Looking around the room three more times and still not finding anything, I decide to join Astor in the living room.
“Find anything?”, He asks and I shake my head.
“Nothing important at least”.
“Not surprised though”, Astor shrugs and gets up from
