My Mother's Love Is a Lottery I Always Lose
However, it just scoffed and said, "You're so silly. But you're right; we can't let her die. What if she makes us draw lots before we're allowed to sleep in the casket?"
Then, a brief, cold breeze blew around Mom's neck. She got such a fright that her hands wobbled violently for a while.
After freezing for a couple of seconds, tears gushed from her eyes.
"Was that you, Belle? It was you, wasn't it?"
Mom then burst into loud tears once more.
"I'm sorry, Belle! I've let you down! I've already burned the lottery box! I won't ever make you draw lots again!
"Mom actually loves you very much! It's just that you were too sensible and understanding from the moment you were born! You wouldn't even cr