Mummy just cried. Almost crying every night. I tell her not to cry. But deep in my heart, I'm crying inside.
Everyday, there will be at least someone asking me how's mummy. I tell you, she's doing fine. Not that I'm lying, just that we don't want to be seen begging for help.
The best way to help... is not to help. The best way of concern...is not to ask.
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