It's almost noon when Luke returns to Thomas, Zach, Lisa, Ben and me, two photos in hand, without my father.

Do you want to see mom? he throws at me before handing me a picture. Hey, that's the very last photo we have of her.

I take the photo and carefully observe my mother's features, as if seeing her for the very first time. Luke was gone, probably to his room.

Your dream has just come true, Zach declares, pulling me from my thoughts. You know what she looks like now. I can see ?

I hand him the photo. He and Thomas watch her. Then look at me, before...