My dad squeezed my hand, wailing tearfully. It made me anxious. 

“Dad! Dad! What happened to Mom?!”

“Mom was hit by a car!” Loki suddenly replied. I looked at him blankly while he stared back at me angrily. “Sis, where have you been?! Where have you been?!” he cried. His eyes turned red as he yelled, “Did you know that mom talked about you every day, saying that you definitely didn’t die and you would return? But did you come back?! Were you there when she was lying on her sickbed?! Were you there?!” He began tearing up too. I had nothing to say to his intense interrogation.

“As long as you’re back… It’s great that you’re back… You came back in time to see her one last time… She...