I don't know Anymore

I was trying not to think about my situation but I couldn't. 

Since we were eating at the dinner table my mother couldn't see my legs shaking up frantically. To the point where even I was hardly able to hide. 

I tried not to show her any reason to worry. 

"Allen, how's the food?" she asked me. 

"... Yes it's good as always," I abruptly replied with the brightest smile I could make at the situation. 

"That's good... good..." that's when I noticed her warm and sweet smile disappear behind that worried face. 

"What's the... matter...?" I asked her as I took another bite. 

"N-Nothing... just some problem from work," she said. 

I know that face. She is lying. She did mention it is from work then I guess I can't involve much. But it still makes me worry about her. 

"If you say so..." I replied as I took the last bite. 

"Are you sure you don't have any problems?" she asked me as she had a worried look on her face.