Mom explains to me

My mother's mouth opens and closes several times before she can utter a word. His normally serene and calm face is now exposed and ****. His eyes, which have always been a refuge of love and security for me, now seem to beg for my understanding. The towel he has wrapped around his waist seems like a weak barrier against the truth he has just discovered. My mother takes a deep breath and begins to speak, her voice shaky at first, but gaining strength with each word.