these are how things move

[noelleno]

Aunt Peggy is dying in Florida, and Mom and Daddy have to get down there ASAP. It's a woman I barely know and barely see, but she is my mother's sister. And Lord, she already lost her mother last summer, and I hate seeing my mom hurting. It just wrecks her system, and she becomes unreachable. I can only do what she asks and hope that's enough. I get a little pat on my arm when I hug her and tell her I'm sorry. "I know," she says. My poor mother. Please, God, help her.