However, as she kept receiving messages telling her to pay her bills, my mother called one more number. The first thing she heard was laughter coming from a crowd. Then, she heard a familiar voice say, “Hello?”In the past, whenever they called each other, she would say his name sweetly, but this time, she only said slowly, stiffly, and politely, “It’s me, Shawn. Could you lend me some money?”More laughter came from the other end of the phone, and she heard the sound of fabric rustling. “Haha! Stop it already.”My father returned his attention to the phone. “What did you say?”That one sentence made my mother lose her courage to borrow money in an instant. After all, things had ended on a bad note between them. They insulted each other during the divorce. While they had argued plenty of times since they were children, their fights had never been this intense.In the past, my father was like a scorching ray of light for my mother. Even though that light could not reach t
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