[color=f7941d][i]Why is mom so silent today? At this time of the day she’d usally asked me about 4 times if I had gotten enough to eat.[/i][/color] He chuckled at the thought. 
[color=f7941d][i]Let’s hope that everything’s alright. Right now I can’t afford to be distracted by her, I don’t want to risk doing a lousy job at the dam.[/i][/color]

Piero spent a lot of time drowning in his thoughts, comforted by his drink.
A few knocks on the door and a voice from outside the door woke Piero up from his lightheadedness, as he remembered he’d asked the doctor to come by. Still sluggy from the lack of sleep and the alcohol dose, Piero slowly got up from his chair and went to answer the door. 
[color=f7941d]”Yes, please come in, it’s open.”[/color]

He invited Michelle in. As he escorted her to his mother’s bedroom, Piero began to talk sloppily, trying to cover his dizziness:

[color=f7941d]”I don’t know why, my mother just keeps getting worse, and now she hardly talks. She doesn’t do anything strange, if she does anything at all: she drinks good amounts of water, she sometimes even walks on her own, and she eats. Anyway, please let me know if I can do anything, and if you want something to drink or eat.”[/color]