Beyond the Divorce

I was confident this was true, even though it was simply conjecture.

There was not much left in Bibury.

It's just that my dad was most reluctant to leave behind his books.

"We'll set out in the next few days and return as soon as possible! We'll see how things go," my mom said.

"You must settle it when you return, or I'll take charge.

Whatever needs to be given away, give it away.

Your home is in Foswood, and Bibury was never your home.

Why hold onto it?" I said this intentionally.

My mom's face stiffened momentarily, and she sneakily glanced at my dad.

Afraid they might overthink, I quickly added, "Am I wrong? I am your home, right? I've stayed in Foswood, so why do you want to return to Bibury?" My mom looked relaxed after I said those words, so I knew my theory was correct.

Bibury was not their hometown.

"When we're not here, come back early to care for Ava," My mom said, looking quite worried.

flight tickets, and if you want to send things back, you can ship them to

more convenient this

find this place, and I don't

you can book

it done early." My mom seemed to have

ultimately decided to sell the house in Bibury because Ava was now the

Carol and asked her to book the flight

I hung up the phone, my

with a smile, "Why do you need another home? Isn't this place your home?" My mom shook her head lightly as if speaking to herself, "It's different! If it's

no close relatives of

memories, few close people were

hardly had many

mom quickly replied, "Of course there are

you haven't seen them much!" "I haven't

I can't remember the past?" I lay on her lap, looking up at

know when, but her temples

glanced at

his head slightly as if lost

after that

and couldn't remember

doctors, and they said you needed to