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After I was discharged from the hospital, the three of us. went back home. I couldn't contain my happiness as I kept throwing my mom a careful look. I was very glad to know that she was ready to talk to us now. But I couldn't help thinking what she was about to tell. Does it mean that she was finally ready talk about it? I mean, for six years, she'd been battling one illness or another, especially depression because of dad's death.
We sat on the couch in the living room. Stanley was sitting beside me while Mom was sitting opposite us.
The room was suddenly engulfed with a dead silence as we waited for my mom to speak. She opened and closed her mouth several times as no words were coming out from her mouth. It was as if the words were too heavy for her and I felt pity for her. I kn
