After that, Mom and I decided to eat breakfast together. I just ignored her deadly glares at me.

“It seems like I don’t see dad as much anymore, mom,” I told her.

"I don’t know where he stays either," she replied coldly, her eyes fixated on me. "Just eat and leave.”

I just shrugged and scooped more eggs. This is how she is—someone who can hate and love a person at the same time. She was upset that I talked back to her. I’m sure of that.

Well, it wasn’t really talking back. I ...