My parents are arguing again. Mom quit her job at the bank. It didn't go over very well with dad, who has thrown himself into his job like a madman. I know they're both grieving in their own ways but they should talk to each other about it, not fighting. Fighting gets you nowhere.

  I listen to their raised voice for a moment and put on my headphones when mom start crying. I can't handle hearing her sobs all night, so I turn my iPod on and music blast in my ears. 

  I lie on my bed and stare at the glow in the dark stars there light up the ceiling. Jinyoung bought them for me at my sixteenth birthday. He even made his own constellation out of them and called it Luca Major. Stupid but funny. It makes me miss him even more

  The light flips in and I turn my head and see Mom standing in the doorway. I pause my music and sit up

      "Sorry" she said "I knocked,but you didn't answer"

  I shrug "it's fine" My voices hoarses. It was so hard for me to say those two words. I haven't spoke since the funeral. 

  She hesitated in the doorway but finally come to sit on the edge on my bed. "Eunha-ya" she starts. She take a deep breath and reaches out to tuck my hair. I pull away from her touch. After all the time and energy she spent on my brother the past few years, it's foreign to me. "your father and I have been talking. I've just decide to go live with aunty Yerington for a while. Maybe just until summer. I need some time" She swallow and b