Your mother approached the door of your brothers home. She knocks and Splendor answers with a smile before noticing his mother’s somber expression as she holds a blanket in her arms. Splendor I hate to be doing this to and my other sons but I have no chose. The war at home is getting worse and if I keep her there much longer I think she may die. She says while she looks like she is about to cry. Who? He says before he is handed the blanket and the mother leaves because she can’t handle it.