完形填空
Sometimes I really doubt whether there is love between my parents．Every day they are very busy trying to 1 in order to pay the high tuition for my brother and me．They don’t act in the 2 ways that I read in books or I see on TV．In their opinion, “I love you” is too 3 for them to say．Sending flowers to each other on Valentine’s Day is even more out of 4 ．
One day, my mother was sewing a quilt．I sat down beside her．“Mom, I have a question to ask you．Is there 5 between you and Dad?” I asked her in a very low voice．She didn’t answer immediately．She 6 her head and continued to sew the quilt．
I was very worried because I thought I had 7 her．I was 8 and I didn’t know what I should do．But at last I heard my mother say the following words：
“Susan,” she said thoughtfully, “Look at this thread．Sometimes it 9 , but most of it disappears in the quilt．The thread really makes the quilt 10 ．If life is a quilt, then love should be a thread．It can hardly be seen 11 , but it’s really there．Love is 12 ．”
I listened carefully but I 13 her until the next spring．At that time, my father suddenly 14 seriously．My mother had to stay with him in the hospital for a month．When they returned from the hospital, they both looked 15 ．It seemed both of them had had a serious illness．After they were back, every day in the morning and dusk, my mother helped my father 16 on the country road．
“Dad, how are you feeling now?” I asked him one day．
“Susan, don’t 17 me．” he said gently．“To tell you the truth, I just like walking with your mom．” 18 his eyes, I know he loves my mother deeply．
Once I thought love meant flowers, gifts and 19 ．But from this experience, I understand that love is just 20 in the quilt of our life．Love is inside, making life strong and warm．
