Part 2 of He loves me, He loves me not, He loves me. Emmas gone

I looked at my mom and repeated the words my dad said that night, "I love you so much." I said as I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. She looked at me and replied, "Me too, babe." As she squeezed my hand in return. Those are the moments I will never forget. Just me and my mom sharing each other's pain. That's the thing about pain... It demands to be felt.