We arrived at the morgue, and mom hesitated at the door. It seems that she cannot let herself go through that door and see Bob. I squeezed her arm and nodded to her in encouragement. She had tears in her eyes, and her hands trembled.
We opened the door, and the in-charge showed us to the table where Bob laid. He laid there covered in a white blanket, and the guy lowered the cloth a little for us to see Bob's face. When his face came to full view, mom gave in and wailed. She hugged Bob and kissed his face.
" Oh, sweetheart, why did you leave me?! You promised to stay with me and never leave me. How can I go on with life without you now? Bob, I am so sorry. I am so sorry I didn't come as quickly as possible." She cried in his chest, and I can't help but cry with her.
I felt mom's every wo
