Chapter 26 Visiting Mom

• I have no idea how long I cuddled crying on Mort's chest, he really makes me feel protected, next to him the fragility of my being is exposed in more than one way, it seems incredible to me, how he... that we have days of knowing each other can be so unconditional with me something that my family in so many years was not.
• I pull away from the warmth of his body feeling a part of me stay with him, experiencing again that empty feeling in my chest that made me feel cold, as if the air would pierce that part.
• I keep my head down, I don't know what to say... I don't know what to tell him... since running away is not an option, I am left with plan B, keeping silent; I can feel Mort's somewhat cold skin on my face, with his long fingers he wipes the tears escaping from my eyes.