LIZ'S POV
Amma was not her usual self and she was beginning to complain about her own grumpiness which made her even grumpier. She hated that she could not even do anything about how she felt and she just let herself stay that way.
She was usually absent minded in class and I had to nudge her severally on some days before she could sit upright and pay attention because I demanded she did.
I had told her that I was available whenever she was ready to talk about what was eating her up, but as days passed, I was not sure I wanted her to talk about it when she wanted anymore. I was not sure I could keep watching her become the person she was slowly becoming.
It did not take another two days when I offered to drive her home when she didn't come with her car with claims that she had felt to
