After I was discharged from the hospital, the first place I went was the nursing facility on the outskirts of the city.I pushed open the white door, and the sharp scent of disinfectant washed over me.My mother, Elena Hayes, sat by the window, staring blankly outside. She was dressed neatly in her patient gown, her hair combed carefully into place.Evelyn had arranged all of it."Mom," I called softly.She turned her head slowly. Her gaze lingered on my face for a long moment before a faint smile appeared. "Julian, you're here."Relief flooded through me. Today, she recognized me.I walked over and kneeled in front of her, burying my head in her lap just like I had when I was a child.Her dry hand stroked my hair, again and again. Then, she suddenly asked, "Have you been unhappy lately?"My nose stung. She had been sick for so many years. Her memories were like grains of sand scattered by the wind, yet she had always been sensitive to my emotions.And so, I lied. "No, Mom. I
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