Chapter fourteen
After breakfast, I changed out of my robe into jeans and a T-shirt which I have to admit that I was quite surprised that they fit, then Mum changed into a black flare dress.
It felt weird seeing her all dressed up just to go into the forest, which if we are being totally honest, suppressing the urge to sugar coat our current state, would be what Greene county was.
I also noticed that all her clothes now were all black, which was a contrast from the all white she wore for mourning after dad died.
“ Are you still mourning dad? I thought you were supposed to do that for a year?.”
From my calculations, I was MIA for an estimated period of one year, that means the traditional mourning period for mum was more than over. So what was going on and if she was really still wa
