This takes place four years ago.
Mum.
This simple three letter word has so much meaning.
Even if it were backward, it would still spell 'mum'.
Now, imagine as if this word had been rubbed away by the flames and ember of an eraser.
And you're left with heartbreak.
And anger.
And even betrayal.
Because she wasn't supposed to leave.
***
"Bless her soul. She was so young. She was only forty - only half-way through her life. She didn't deserve this. May the Lord forgive her." May, our neighbour, said.
May was quite the beauty. Even at the age of sixty. She has blue eyes that are filled with sorrow and so many different stories. Her skin is wrinkly, sagging down with depression, like the hollows in her cheeks.
Even then, she was beautiful.
She was beautiful in every single way. Because she cared.
My mother was also beautiful. Well, physically and mentally. She had goals that she achieved, the child she always wanted and the love of her life.
She wasn't supposed to die.
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