"You look worse than me."
I stood at the foot of the bed of my new roommate. He had broken both of his legs and thought I looked worse than him.
"How'd you end up like that," I asked him.
"Hit by a car," he answered quickly, so quickly I was a bit suspicious. "You?"
"I don't know," I answered.
"How don't you know how you ended up with a face bruised so bad that you're own mom would be scared to look at you?" He rudely asked.
"Amnesia. Thanks for being so polite about my appearance," I stomped to my side of the room.
"Sorry, I was just joking around," he said.
"Sure," I replied.
But my new roommate's words made me wonder, what happened to my mother?
I had been reintroduced to everyone in my family but my father never talked about my mom. All he said was "Uh, kid, it's always been like this. End of discussion."
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