XAVIEROne of the guards walked my mother to the pack house, and I met them at the entrance. She still looked pale and really weak. My heart broke at the sight of her, and I really wished there was something, anything I could do to ease her pain and suffering. I couldn’t help but wonder what she had been through all these years. Had she gone through it alone? Or did she make another family after she left here?“Mother,” I called, wrapping my arms around her in an embrace, careful not to hurt her.“How are you, my son?” she asked gently, rubbing my back.“I am fine,” I murmured as I pulled away from her, staring at her face. “How is chemotherapy going?” I asked, concerned. “I have been waiting for you to return since that day.”“I got a little busy, but I am here now.” She smiled as she reached for my face and gave my cheek a caress. “I am so glad I got to reconnect with you again.”“I know.” I placed my hand on hers, which was still on my cheek, and gave it a kiss before gently puttin
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