Chapter 29

Lena

Max looked at me with compassion and seemed ready to hear my sad story, I sighed deeply, swiped my tears off my face and told him everything.

It was so dark outside when I finished work.

"Alena dear, it's kind of late, will your mother come and pick you up?" Mrs. Ann Willows, the owner of the grocery store I worked asked me. She was always so nice to me, and every time after my shift, she gave me a bag of candies for Oliver.

My mother would have never picked me up from anywhere; she wouldn't even drive to see me at the hospital if I got into an accident.

"Yes Mrs. Willows, but she is meeting me at the Chuck J. Diner, she is picking up burgers for dinner" I lied and she smiled widely.

My mom would never pick up burgers for us; she wouldn't even buy food in general. She used to carry bags with food and toys for Oliver, but I struggled for along time to understand why she stopped. But any more.

I bet at this moment she would be sitting at the kitchen table, with a