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The priest drove me and Alex back home after the burial of Shirley since we had been in the hospital the whole night and got Shirley buried the next morning.

Walking into my own home was the worst feeling ever because everywhere in the house reminded me of my mom, dad and most of all Shirley.

"I would be right back I need a quick shower." I tell the priest and Alex whose eyes were just as swollen and red as mine from so much crying.

"Okay, my child I have to go back to the church, I would visit the both of you tomorrow." The priest moves away from the sofa and bade us goodbye.

"Thanks Father for been there for us, I do appreciate and we owe you one." I and Alex says in unison.

"You don't have to say that my children, May the peace of the Lord be with you." Father James speaks up.

"And also with you father." I and Alex says in unison for the second time again.

"Now I'm left alone with Alex and no other family member that truly cared." I looked at my mirror and said. "And mom hasn't called to check in on us."

I removed my already torn prom dress that has been on me since yesterday and pulled out my towel so I could cover my bare self.

I had a quick shower and came out to dress up so I could be able to entertain the neighbors when they visit to give their condolences.

Ring. Ring.

I picked up my cell phone to answer a call from an unknown number.

"Hello." i said through the phone.

"My child." The familiar voice answered and I already knew it's my mom.

"Why did you call after leaving us for your boyfriend?" I asked fuming mad.

"I'm so sorry my dear, I didn't mean to." She cried out.

"What! did you just say sorry, you are not sorry for anything mom." I screeched putting my phone at it's loudest and dropping off my phone on my bed so I could put on my clothes.

"I have my reasons and I do everything for you and your siblings good." Mom squeals

"You know mom I shouldn't be having this conversation with you I have to go because the neighbors would soon be visiting." I glanced over at my phone waiting for her reply.

"Why?  What is wrong? Where are the neighbors visiting you guys?" She asks confused.

"Shirley died from an asthma attack." I answered.

"My child!" She cried.

"I'm not going to stand and listen to your hypocritical cries over the phone, what kind of mother abandons her little child that she knows is suffering from asthma? You! No other mother but you." I yell and switched off my phone.

I quickly packed my hair into a ponytail deciding within myself I wouldn't be braiding my hair into pigtails anymore, I applied concealer to cover bags that was forming underneath my pale turquoise eyes.

I tried my best to use the concealer and a little makeup since this is virtually the first time I am applying makeup.

I just hope and pray today doesn't get any worse.

Questions:

1) since Priscilla's mom called her does that make her any better than she is.

2) how do you feel about Shirley's death.

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