Vincent has just explained to her mom about the accident. He informed Aunt Ciara about her leg amputation. She was apparently shocked when she learned about his husband, Uncle Gustav’s death. Her face was devoid of emotions for a couple of minutes. I was waiting for her to break into sobs, but she didn’t. She just sat there, staring at her missing leg. She did not say a thing. She held her chin up and fought her tears.
Maybe it was at that moment when I absentmindedly gazed at her leg, slowly drifting into my own thoughts.
“Stop staring, Samantha!”
I jolted at my seat upon hearing Aunt Ciara. “W-what?”
I looked at Aunt Ciara and noticed the string of emotions registered on her face. There was anguish, confusion, grief, disgust, embarrassment, and anger. Aunt Ciara’s hands fumbled fo
