"Need anything else?" He asked, his Irish accent making itself known. "No dear" A fairly aged, feminine voice said weakly. Liam's mother had never been known as the lazy type. She'd always been up doing something. Whether it be cleaning, working, or taking care of him. Now, she had been bedridden. Liam felt as though someone had came in and turned his life around. He was the one caring for her. Jump into this story from the perspective of more than one person. Fictional of course, but based off of something true. With exceptional changes to location, names, age, and slight situational changes. There may be more situations, such as switching to a completely different family. Those would be something I've never experienced, but could assume how it would play out. I hope you all enjoy!