In previous night, my mom came home from work and sat down on the sofa as usual.
Her eyes were staring into the television, but I could tell that she was thinking completely different things from what she was watching.
It seemed like a lot of thoughts were going on in her mind.
She sat down on the sofa, wearing blue apron and putting her feet onto living room table.
She started to take off her socks with no energy.
I was sitting right next to her and turning to her side with my stretched out mouth.
Viewing her nonelastic skin with flabby wrinkles surrounding her chin was hurtful that usually meant nothing to me.
What has wiped her smile away..
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