"Can we have a chat for a little while?" The serene voice of the mother broke the awkward curtain around them.
After the sob story of her brothers, her mother called her separately in pretext to see her daughter's face. However, the mother's face triggered a mind-reading ability, so she read all the questions inside her mother's mind against her will.
She stifled inwardly, her stoic face hardened. She cursed herself for speaking loosely in front of a coma patient. She wasn't deaf but in a coma. The mother's ears worked perfectly well.
"Sure, mommy." She padded from the frame door and padded cutely to her mother. Her body hunched forward with both of her shoulders dropped.
"How are you?" Marliene extended her arms to her daughter.