"Actually, talking about things might make you feel a little better. Keeping it inside only hurts yourself. If you can, would you like to talk to me?"
After hearing his words, her hand, which was fastening the seatbelt, paused, and then, after a while, she spoke, "The one at the hospital today was my father."
"When I was in my teens, my father ran off with another woman and was gone for years until he came back two years ago to divorce my mother. At that time, they said they wanted to go on a trip together before divorcing, and my mom, being soft-hearted, agreed."
"But on the way to the airport, they started arguing about something. My father was driving, and because of the argument, he didn't watch the road, which led to a car accident. By the time my mom was taken to the hospital, her head was covered in blood. She was saved after emergency treatment, but..."
