After mom, Sheila was the one who cried the most. Lucky for her, he had a shoulder to cry on.
Her new boyfriend Lukas's shoulder.
Also one of my best friends.
I also had a wonderful girlfriend. Kristin was her name.
But poor mom had no one. Except the therapist.
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It was about a month after dad's death.
Mom called my sis and I to a meeting in the kitchen.
"My therapist... and I have talked..." mom began. "She thinks that I need to.. I don't know... relax for a couple of weeks. She says I shouldn't be here in this house anymore."
"What... What are you saying? Are you thinking about moving? I don't want to move, mom! This is where dad is. We can't leave him here!" Sheila said.
"Not... not really... You kids won't move with me. I'm actually not moving to a house... I'm moving to the hospital."
Sheila stared at mom. "Hospital? But you aren't sick! There's no need to be hospitalized when you're just depressed!"
"You don't understand sweetheart." mom said. "It's not just a depression, she's worried that it's more than that. She wants me to rest at the hospital for awhile, it won't be a long time."
Sheila looked at me. I had nothing to say. I was stunned.
"What will happen to me and Edmund?" Sheila said. "We can't live alone here!"
Mom wrapped her into a hug. "You'll do just fine. I'll visit you so often I can. I promise."
"I love you mom." Sheila sobbed. "I wish nothing of this ever happened."
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The weeks passed by. It was just me and Sheila in the house.
Well, if you discount Lukas and Kristin, those times they were at our house.
Sheila thought she was getting fat, so she started to run on the treadmill.
She even started thinking it was really fun, so she started to study athletics.
Mom visited us sometimes, but for each time, she just looked more and more tired and weak.
I was so worried for her. I didn't want mom do die too.
My sister graduated school and she was starting to think about moving.
That means, I will be left alone.
"I talked to Lukas." Sheila said, while putting a piece of cake in her mouth. "He said that we could move in with him and his mother."
"We?" I stared at Sheila.
"Of course, 'we'! You didn't think I would leave you all alone, did you?"
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