Chapter 8: zack

I park my car and get out, then forward to the house. Strangely, the lights in the house are not off, Normally at this time she is sleeping. I enter the house ignoring this detail and with much hurry, I feel as to fall into my bed, so I forward rapidly upstairs but my eyes stare at a corpse lying on the sofa. 

It is my mother, sleeping on the sofa like a dead rat. I change my direction to the famous sofa and look at her, suddenly the words giving to me by Tiara hang into my mind. She looks tired, yes so tired.

" Zack( yawns) are you back?" She said trying to stand.

" Why are you always waiting for me?" I asked without looking at her and still standing erect.

" You are my son." 

" Is it now you know am your son?"

" Zack, how many times will I tell you to forgive me" 

" Stop, that is not a matter of forgiveness. Am just asking" 

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