Why I can't drink any alchohol

I gazed her,
and she was brushing her hair.
"Don't be upset" she said to me with her pure voice.
"But mum" I said.
She smiled and kissed me.
"I don't want to stay alone".
"Yesterday you were so excited about beeing alone at home"
"But now I'm scared".
she gave me another kiss.
"Here is the telephone, if you'll need. I have to go to work".
she gave me one last hug and went out of the home.
I never saw her. Never again, because a drunk stupid driver.
Now, because my mother was killed by the alchohol,
I can't even taste even one little drop,
cause every single drop of alchohol, is like a drop of my mother's blood.