The Woman From Hell

I beckoned to Munchkin to sit next to me.

It probably had been a long time since I opened this album.

Turning to the first page, I saw Cecilia's sweet smile and pointed to the photo. "Munchkin, look. This is your mommy. Her name is Cecilia, and she was my best friend."

We ha just started, but my eyes had already unconsciously gotten wet.

Sniffing, I continued to the next page. "This was your mommy's favorite outfit at the time. She looked good in it, so I took a lot of photos.

"It was her 20th birthday, and I gave her a gift that she had dreamed of. She was very happy, so I commemorated this scene of us hugging.

"And this, it's your mommy when she was a child. She always said it was ugly and wanted to destroy it, but I thought she looked cute, so I kept it behind her back. Luckily, I kept it..." Suddenly, a tear fell onto the album.

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Munchkin turned to me, his voice soft.

I quickly wiped away my tears and smiled. "It's nothing. I was just thinking about the past. I miss her."

"You're her baby, and so, you're mine. That's because we were inseparable before she left."

I had brought Munchkin to Cecilia's grave before but never showed him this photo album. That was because I was afraid that thinking about the past would only add to my sadness. Munchkin took the photo album and flipped through it by himself.

There was a faint shadow of Cecilia in his features. I looked at him quietly without saying a word.

standing at the door. Munchkin let

me, and I

my head, afraid that he might notice my red eyes,

You went to

so why did

crying?"

Distress colored his tone.

up

took out that photo album and thought

and stroked my head. "You've

not know how long this lasted

the way, are

She's

now. Looking

she's

face. "You're dealing with my affairs now

reasonable for me to

didn't see

now, but