Chapter 5. Awake

The sun was out, and the weather was beautiful. A contrast to the storm brewing inside the house. I signed and leaned against Mum’s grave as I continued reading Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince since it had been one of her favourite books when she was alive.

I hadn’t been a big fan of books and only read because of Mom. I read about seven chapters before I got tired, so I closed the book and lay down on the well-trimmed grass beside her grave. Weird, I know, but it always calmed me down to be this close to her.

I always felt like she was always here with me whenever I visited her because of how calm I always am whenever I come here.

At first, our staff found it creepy that I felt comfortable lying beside a grave, but to me, it was not just a grave but my mother’s bed. She was there, and I never had to feel afraid when it came to her. I would spend hours here, and it was always easier to talk to Mom about issues I could never talk to Dad about.

“Mom, Da