"I hung up, sat, wondering if the phone conversation with my mother had ended, but her voice was hard to make out. Looking at my phone, I noticed Shad still hadn't call back from earlier. Was the restaurant that crowded? Growing impatient, I strolled down my contacts to call him when my mom appeared at the door looking at me, moving her lips, but no words coming out. Horizontal lines made way to her forehead; lips move again, no words came out...