Due to the investigation, Glenworth is closed down until further notice. I spent the entire weekend mourning over the death of my beloved friend and Professor. I wish I could somehow wake up from this nightmare but everyone knows life isn't that simple. I wonder if there was something I could’ve done to prevent it from happening. As I sit in bed, unable to sleep on this Sunday morning, my mom comes in with a breakfast platter.
"Hey, sleeping beauty," she smiles at me soothingly while placing the food on my desk.
Eating food right now is the least of my concerns. All weekend I barely ate much. Those traumatizing images of his dead body are still fresh in my mind.
"Hungry?” she asks.
“No,” I reply modestly.
“Well, you have to eat something. You haven’t eaten in two days,” she replies and sits on the foot of my bed. “I want to have a quick one on one with you about school.”
She stops temporarily to contemplate.
"I know how important school has been to you. I can't make you do anything you don’t want to do. If you want to stay at Glenworth, fine. Just make sure you're very careful, okay?"
"Mom, I'll be fine. Don’t go around worrying about me.”
"Just be mindful. Keep your cell on you at all times, and have a teacher on speed dial…”
"Mom," I butt in. "I can handle it.”
She pauses for a moment to breathe. It’s only natural for a mom to feel cautious about their children. That’s why I never blame her for those motherly instincts.
"I love you so much. I just don't want anything to happen to you.”
“I know,” I reply understandingly.
She kisses me on the forehead before exiting my room.