Aurora met Mrs. Charlotte’s eyes from across the table and said, “We are talking about my mother here – my mother! If there is something wrong, then you should tell me. I am her daughter and I deserve to know!”
Seeing the seriousness in Aurora’s eyes, Mrs. Charlotte realized that she could not hide the truth; in fact, it would actually be wrong to withhold the truth. With tears in her eyes, she said, “My lady, your mother… She is not fine…”
“What is wrong with her,” Aurora wondered. It had been a long time since she’d been close with her mother, but she was still kin and she loved her deeply.
“After the car accident,” Mrs. Charlotte began, “your mother seemed fine. That is to say that she wasn’t in a vegetative state or anything and, cognitively, she seemed fine. Unfortunately though,
