His mother remained frozen to the spot. She didn't seem to be waking up anytime soon. Gerald frowned and placed his hands on her shoulders gently.
"Mom? Please wake up. You're exhausted."
Nothing.
"Please. Don't do this to me anymore. I've had enough of this."
Still nothing.
Gerald groaned lightly and shook his head. He felt his eyes water, and the tears flowed freely.
"I miss my dad."
His voice cracked a little on his last sentence as he spoke it. He blinked furiously and tried to suppress the feelings rising up from deep within him. For the longest time, he had tried to put on a brave front, but after seeing how his mother had reacted to his confession, he realized that he simply couldn't do it anymore. He was tired of putting up a strong facade around her, of making her worry
