"Hello my darling, how are you"
"We need to talk" something in his voice must have alerted his mother to the severity of the situation.
The silence between them stretched for the longest time but he patiently waited until she folded "I will be there in a little while"
Wang Lu dropped the call and walked to his bedroom, it looked o different from when she had lived with him. He had changed everything in a fit of rage a few months after she was gone, now he allowed himself to feel that small pang in his chest; finally giving free rein to that small voice that wondered why he hadn't kept something of her, something to remind him of the better days, of a better love.