she seemed to be in a dream, with dust hanging all over her face, she stumbled forward in a daze, thinking she was cradling her mother's knee, sobbing and crying : mom, mom, you, the old man, call the shots for me! her mother kept her face blank, smiling silently. she hugged her mother's leg, shook it vigorously, and cried, mom! mom! in a trance, it was many years ago, when she was only ten years old, when she came out of the play and scattered with her family in the pouring rain.. she stood alone on the pavement, staring at people, and people stared at her, through the rain - drenched car windows, through layers of invisible glass covers - - innumerable strangers. everyone is locked in their own little world, and she can't get in even if she breaks her head, she seems to be stunned. suddenly i heard footsteps behind me, guessing it was her mother coming. he tried his best to be certain, without speaking. the mother she prayed for and her real mother were two people at all.