Novel & Cerita Comeback To Your Mom

I'm nine years old when I secretly contact my mom Lori Parker's family to get her out of the remote village. When my grandpa, Richard Parker, bursts into the cellar, he finds Mom chained by the neck, with a whip stained with dried, dark blood lying at her feet. Overwhelmed with rage, Grandpa beats my dad, Bruce Fraser, until he is almost dead, vomiting blood repeatedly. Dad is left paralyzed and bedridden for the rest of his life. Just before getting into the car, Mom cries and reaches out to me. "Amy, I'm taking you home!" My eyes sting as I clutch the hem of her clothes, but then memories of my past life come rushing back. Her family turns against her because she protects a bastard l

So better just end it before it becomes too much for me to handle . “ Mom , you don’t owe me a damn thing . But if you really have a pull up there I need you to string it up for me -please bring her back to me because I need her “ still leaning against the cold marble tomb , I uttered my final plea “ if you bring her back I will try my best to be a son that you can be proud of , so please tell that guy to return her back , I will do anything -please mum “

“Why come back now? Why wait all these years? As far as I'm concerned, the mother of my children replaced them for luxury.” “Do I look luxurious to you?” Rebecca’s eyes, red-rimmed and filled with tears, never wavered. “I received a call,” she said hoarsely. “From your mother. She told me I could come back, that I could see my children again. But only if I... if I got close to you. If I became someone you trusted.” Her voice broke, and she wiped at her cheeks, trembling with the weight of the confession. “I don’t care about her schemes. I just want to see them. I just want to be a part of their lives.”

Zack said, “do you still love her?“ his mom asked, “I don't think that anyone can take her place in my heart till eternity,” Zack said, “In that case, I grant you, please go and find Sarah, because this one here Is just wasting your time, I didn't see any profit coming from her side,” his mom said, “Mom you are the one talking like this, I don't believe you,” Zack says, “Am serious and I meant what I said, please, go and find her and bring her back to me” his mom said, “I want her back” his mom said,

Grace’s mother explained. Grace thought hard for a moment, she wanted to stay with her Mum and Dad more than anything. But something was pulling her back. “I am sorry..” Grace said and her Mum smiled whilst giving her a big hug. “It is not your time My Love! Stay strong and follow your heart always! Just remember we love you so much and we are always with you!” Grace’s Mum said. “So how do I get back?” Grace asked handing Scrap back to her Mum. “Just jump off the cliff and you will wake up!” Grace’s Mum said simply.

POV MICHAEL - Mom, we go out, I shouted in front of the mansion door - Already ?! But you just came back, said my mother, appearing in the hall with her hands on her hips, looking at us in turn. - And what's more, you're taking your brother, added my father who was perched on the stairs - We're just going to a club, to unwind a little, said my brother Mike I've had a hell of a day and they're coming off a mission, it's a good time to spend some time between us.

I smiled faintly and said, "Mom, do you know? Whenever I hear others talk about their childhood, it feels so magical." I chuckled, but my eyes observed them, and they seemed somewhat stiff. My mom reached out to stroke my hair, remaining silent. "Mom! When will you come back?" I changed the subject. "After finishing everything, I'll come back. If everything goes smoothly, it will be soon. If not, I might stay longer," my mom replied. "Anyway, come back as soon as possible. Otherwise, I might come home early every day," I said. "How about I send someone to go back with you? It might come in handy when packing."

Jameson jokes. “Only for her.” “If she takes you back, you better spend every day of the rest of your life showing her that. You know that right?” My mom says. “Of course I do," I can't even believe I couldn't see this before and that I fucked it up this badly, I'm sure as hell not about to let her go again. If she takes me back, that is. We sit and eat lunch and shortly afterwards my phone rings and I see “‘Six Like-the-number”

Good for your tush. "Mom," I say. I'm loving this. Mom really is getting back to her older self. Cheerful, humorous, talkative. After months of suffering and pain, she's finally regained her true self. I hope this continues so that she can enjoy life again. We spend some time talking about things while snacking on the food I've brought with me. After some more minutes of laughter, sweetness, and pure joy, I finally kiss her goodbye. I tell her I'll be back soon, and she can't contain her excitement.

Perhaps being back in New York would bring more than just memories—it might bring a chance for healing and a new beginning. "Mom, I'm sorry if it took me so much time to come back here," I said, tears flowing down my cheeks like a raging waterfall. "You don't have to say sorry; the more important thing is that you're here," my mom replied, her voice filled with warmth as she pulled me into a tight embrace. I looked at my mom, her frail body weakened by illness. I couldn't bear the thought of anything bad happening to her. "Mom, be strong. Someone is eager to know you," I whispered, gently caressing her face with trembling hands. "She's been asking about you for so long, but I was a coward. I