Part 9
Title: Souls Torn and Mended
An avatar the last airbender story^^
TW: Violence, Familial Abuse
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Waking up late I failed to send my father off for his day of work, and it was already midday as I heard my mother quietly sobbing from the kitchen table right outside my door.

With slow and wary steps I made my way into her view.

Looking at me she hung her head in her hands and sobbed once more.

I glanced into the kitchen and started making lunch. My mother said naught a word, and neither did I about what must have happened between them this morning, or perhaps even last night. I knew nothing and wanted to keep it that way.

Bringing her a plate we sat and ate together in silence. A bitter sensation hung in the air, and both of us sat tensed as we worked on finishing our meals.

"Do you..."

Confused by the sudden rousing of words, I faced my mother. Her dark eyes drew low towards the table cloth, and redness lined the edges from all the tears. Most of all, the color and soul in them had long left.

Going to finish her words, she took one look at me, and silently stared into my gaze as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry..."

I picked up my plate.

"Don't be."

And washed my dishes and left for town once more.