Mum was in bed, it was daylight, and she had the sheets pulled up close around her head, like she was almost hiding, only her face was showing
she looked depressed, her eyes were closed
I asked her “What’s wrong Mum?”
She replied “You don’t love me anymore”
And apart from me trying to counter her suggestion, and her not budging from her case, that was it.
It left me feeling somewhat disturbed all day.
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