Ana had been diagnosed with ovarian cancer and the one person she needed love and support from had turned against her. Her beloved daughter had no idea what she was going through, not to talk of being there for her. Her cheater of a husband couldn't care less about her situation.
Ana's phone rang and she reached for it to turn it off. She was in no mood to talk to anyone. But it was Lisa, so she answered the call.
"Hello," Lisa's weak voice came from the other end of the call. She was going through her own shitty life.
"Lisa," she responded with an equally tired voice and asked, "How is Milo? Any improvements?"
She was aware that Milo had been in a coma for close to a month now. She had no idea where her own daughter was presently, but she was hoping she was fine.
"Nothing. I am tired Ana. I am so tired of everything," Lisa cried.
