Mama has fallen downstairs. She’s broken her pelvis. I found her. It was terrible. She was all alone in the dark, crying.
Papá is halfway around the world in
I knew there was something wrong. My mom was supposed to collect me that evening because Papá couldn’t. And when I asked someone to call Mama there was no reply.
The doctores said that Mama is lucky I arrived when I did. She was in a bad way.
She could have died. I don’t like to think about it…