Brenda couldn't help but sigh at the luxury she'd been enjoying for the past few days. She was born and raised in a low-income family. Her father died when she was a child, leaving her to be raised by her single mother, who worked tirelessly every day to make ends meet.
She was glad to be with her mother because there were other children who didn't have one. It was a greater gift to have her around her. She was disappointed in the end because she couldn't stay with her for as long as she wished. Her mother was diagnosed with cancer and had been ill for some time.
Her mother had already died by the time she learned about it. She was glad, however, that she had seen her graduate from high school and had been with her for eighteen years. Her mother had left her some strange words before she passed away.
