ILANA

I rolled up the blanket covering half of my mother's body. Her feet kicked here and there during her sleep. She might be dreaming. One week had passed since the first time I found my mother here. Who brought her to this hospital and paid for the hospital charge was something I was trying to find out. The nurse just shared slight information regarding the person who came with my mother when she was taken to the hospital. He wanted the hospital to keep his identity. I could not force the hospital staff to leak the information. Dragging a stool nearer to the bed, I sat on the stool...