Two hundred and seven: Morning breakdown

The sun rose in the blue sky and spread its ray down on Ivan's face. Anticipation had kept him awake all night long, all he could do was think about his dad and his return that day.

When his dad returned, he would really get answers about everything he wanted to know. Well hopefully that was.

Would his dad really remember much? It had been decades ago, would his memory still be intact?

That much worried him and kept him awake all night. His mother was gone and sadly before he could ask or even tell her anything. Not even a final goodbye.

The memories of his mother lying lifelessly in her bed was to hunt him for a very long time. He never even knew when she was already falling sick, she seemed so healthy that he didn't even believe it at first when he found her in her bed.

Oddly strange of her to ask a married man to pass the night at his mother's, that was what he believed but he went anyway. Those were the moments he would cherish forever.

No wonder she hugged him so much that