When I read a book from my mother’s shelves, it’s not unusual to come across a gap in the text. A paragraph, or maybe just a sentence, has been sliced out, leaving a window in its place, w
Always Here 心心相印 "Mom?"I instantly recognized the odd tone in my daughter Maura's voice. "妈妈?"从女儿莫娜的口语中，我立刻意识到有点不对劲。 "Mom,one of my friends in the dorm tried to kill herself. "妈妈，我宿舍里有位同学要自杀。 She took
