Two weeks after the performance, my mother came by herself. Hugo did not drive her, and Isla was not following behind her. She took the train that only ran twice a week. It was already dark when she arrived carrying an old bag. She asked around town before finding my grandmother’s house. When my grandmother opened the door and saw my mother, her face fell. She wanted to shut the door, but I stopped her. “Let her in.” My mother sat down in the living room. She fidgeted anxiously and glanced at the wooden frame hanging on the wall. Then, she quickly looked away. She had aged a lot, and her hair had gone gray. My mother no longer looked as arrogant and aloof as she did before. She opened the bag and took out a sweater. It was a sweater I had worn very often. When I left, I did not take it with me. My mother had washed it and folded it. I took the sweater without a word. “Esme, I’m here to take you home.”It was the first time she did not mention Isla to me. “I was foo
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