I Found Her Today

Mum went missing when I was 6, she just disappeared in the middle of the night. Dad lied though, he lied that she hadnt left a note. I found her down at the local bus station, she was begging for money. I couldn't bare to see her like that, I took her home, she explained why she left, and her note.
Dad lied. Mum cried. My brother looked completely out of place and I didn't have the muscle to move. I stayed put, one arm around my mum and one holding my brother's hand. This was a new beginning, maybe for the better, or was it for the worst?