This is from a short story, for which I'm still looking for a title :/
I found Mum sitting on the sofa six weeks after her funeral. She hardly moved, she said nothing, she just stared at the rug in the living room. Her expression gave little away, she didn’t look sad, angry, worried, or anything.
I found Mum sitting on the sofa six weeks after her funeral. She hardly moved, she said nothing, she just stared at the rug in the living room. Her expression gave little away, she didn’t look sad, angry, worried, or anything.