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Chapter 44

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My hands were already shaking before I realized I was calling her name.

I said it again, louder this time, my fingers digging into her arm because she wasn’t responding fast enough and I didn’t know what else to do with them.

I was still shaking her shoulder when she finally reacted. Her eyes opened halfway, her mouth parting like she wanted to speak but couldn’t get the words out, and the sound that came from her chest wasn’t right. I said her name again, louder this time, my hand still on her shoulder, my other hand already reaching for my phone without thinking through anything except the fact that she wasn’t okay.

She tried to sit up and couldn’t. That was enough to tell me my Mother was dying right in-front of me. Just hours ago she was doing okay and I watched her go into her room to retire for the night only for me to wake up to this. I was already dressed for work before I thought of saying goodbye to her before heading out then I found her laying on her back unresponsi
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