Mom and Son Cope with Dad’s Death
Mom and Son Cope with Dad’s Death.. Mom grasped my arm, to shake me awake, and said, “Drew, please, wake up.” The pleading tone of her voice gave me a chill, and I opened my eyes. “Mom? What? What time is it?” I couldn’t see my alarm clock, as Mom was leaning over my bed, blocking my view of it on my dresser. I saw no light through my windows, so it had to be early. “About 6, I think. Drew, I’ve got bad news.” More chills, and I was fully awake. “What, Mom? What is it?” I asked. “It’s … Read more