Outside, in the hallway, my mother stopped. She pressed both hands to her chest, closed her eyes, and said under her breath, 'It's so bitter.' 'What, Mama?' 'Old age.' [p. 187]
Related Keywords: Mother Bitter Old Age Hands Her Old She
Related Authors: William Shakespeare Dr. Seuss Mark Twain Oscar Wilde Friedrich Nietzsche C. S. Lewis Edgar Allan Poe
