"They are my family after all," I interrupted firmly. "They have always been there for me. We grew up together; you know that better than anyone."
She smiled slightly. "True. That makes it a little easier then, knowing that they will continue to watch over you until the day you die. But it still doesn't change the fact that they are no longer around. Do you remember anything about them?"
I closed my eyes briefly trying hard to block out the memory that was surfacing in my mind. I opened my eyes and sighed. It was getting difficult to hold them back anymore. Tears were streaming silently down my cheeks. The pain was unbearable. I desperately needed answers, and I knew that I needed them desperately. Why am I feeling this way? How has it suddenly gotten this bad? Was this an effect of havi
