I asked, "What did the doctor say, Micah?"He wailed and shouted, "Please come home, Mom. Ms. Linberg hit me and told me that she hated me. Grandma cried too, and Dad won't say anything. I'm scared."I looked at his face through the screen. It was small and pale, and his eyes were swollen like two little walnuts. This was the child who always made me worry, but his next words woke me up to reality."Please come home, Mom. Come home to cook for me and accompany me to sleep. I don't want Ms. Linberg as my mom anymore."Micah did not want a mother. He wanted someone to take care of him unconditionally. I replied softly, "I won't go home, Micah."He was taken aback as he looked back at me with tears all over his face. "Why? I just told you that I don't want Ms. Linberg anymore."I looked at him and said slowly, "Because I'm a person too. I can feel pain just like everybody else. I'm not someone you can push away when you don't want me, and still be waiting around for you."Micah cri
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