CONAN —

"Mom, relax. I believe her boss could work this out for me," I said to my mom, who had been pestering me, asking if Yvonne had agreed to speak with me on the phone.

"What did her boss say?" Did she promise to speak to her and come back to you?" She asked with a worried look.

She had just gone thinner than she had ever been for the past six months. She does not eat as much as she used to, and she has been looking sad all the time. She was even looking depressed and sadder than me, who was facing the predicament.

And all this...