I could guess that since he dared to say this, he must have something I wanted. He asked me to be willing to give him the money and exchange it with him.
He said confidently, "The truth about your mother's suicide."
A storm rose in my heart and I suddenly sat up straight. "What did you say?!"
My mother committed suicide. Does it have anything to do with them?
He lit a cigarette and said, "Your mother has been in the hospital for so many years and has not committed suicide. Why do you suddenly want to die? I don't believe that you have never doubted it."
I stayed in Los Angeles because of the truth of my mother's death, and he grabbed my vitals in a few words.
I tried to calm myself down. "Then how would I know that you're telling the truth?"
He spat out a cloud of smoke. "First Ms.
