We need to talk, Lily
We need to talk, Lily
The head pastor has passed away.
Your mother and I were in the hospital with him.
We heard the last strained breaths.
He died from overworking himself.
He was 66.
He loved you.
We need to talk, Lily.
Your childhood mentor passed away.
We couldn't be there with her.
She had stage four breast cancer,
just like your mom.
She didn't make it.
She was 58.
She loved you.
We need to talk, Lily.
Your history teacher passed away.
It was a couple days ago.
You were at camp.
You'll go back to a school without her.
She had stage four stomach cancer.
She was 38.
She loved you.
We need to talk, Lily.
Your grades are dropping.
Why are they dropping?
Why aren't you doing well in school?
Why are you always locked away in your room?
We love you.
We need to talk, Lily.
Your mother and I can't afford to send you to college.
You will have to take out a loan.
We love you.
We need to talk, Lily.
I'm disappointed in the college you're going to.
You didn't do enough.
You didn't try your best.
You didn't get into UCLA.
We love you.
We need to talk, Lily.
We love you.
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