Novel & Cerita On My Way To See My Mom Chapter 18

With my mom's commanding words, I promptly rose from my seat and trailed behind her. Once inside the car, there was no delay as the vehicle swiftly accelerated, vanishing from view. Our journey took us towards the obscure and scary section of the east coast, and abruptly, the car came to a halt in the midst of nowhere. "Where are we, mom?" I inquired, looking puzzled, a mix of curiosity and confusion painted my expression. "Stay silent and come with me, Ava… This is for your own well-being!" Taking hold of my hand, she tugged me along, and I compiled without resistance, following her lead.

God forbid me from seeing him again. But as I reached the other room, the ground beneath me slid away that I totally forgot what I just witnessed. "Mom...! What's wrong...!" I ran to Mom as I saw her leaning on the wall with her eyes swollen and red. ***********

I grasped her hands firmly in mine, seeking solace in our connection. “Mom, I can’t imagine embarking on this journey without you,” I confessed, my voice filled with vulnerability. My mom looked at me, her eyes shimmering with a mixture of tears and warmth. “Oh, my dear baby,” she whispered, her voice quivering with emotion. “Of course, I will go with you. I would never let you face this alone.”

Matthew cheered and grabbed the money before he ran off. No one mentioned me at all. It was as if I never existed. My mother patted her pocket and frowned. “I feel like I have forgotten something…” At the same time, my grandmother walked out of the kitchen holding a dish. She placed it on the dining table. “Oh right, where’s Myra? “Darren should’ve already picked her up by now. Both of you are too careless. How can you forget your child at a rest stop?” It was then that my mother slapped her forehead as she finally remembered me.

He says, and we all leave the office. I had managed to get in touch with them before they had left home to travel here. And now they are here, and to tell you the truth, I am happy they are. We walk outside the packhouse as a car drives up in front of it. Warriors rush to open the doors, and Dad and Mom get out of the car. Mom looks around, and her eyes fall on me, and I see the worry in her eyes. “Mom!” I say and run into her arms, in that moment, I just needed her.

We start the journey, barely talking to each other. I adjust nonstop in my seat, trying to find the slightest comfort, but the silicone lodged down there isn’t helping. I put my bag on my leg, to carefully hide my forbidden gift. Throughout, my eyes are wide open. I lean my head to the window and watch the bubbly city flash by. I count down to my lifetime of imprisonment. We finally arrive at the cathedral. My mum drives past the main gate and pulls the car to a forced halt. The car jerks forward and stops in front of the church.

as promised, I enter in and lean over, hugging her. Sleepily, she wakes and hugs me back. “I’ll be back, Mom.” “…Better be, baby.” She gives me a parting kiss on my forehead, and I get up to leave. But Mom gets up, too, pulling on a bath robe and walking me to the door. When I open it, Alex is there, Rita in his car on the street. He gazes at me softly, but startles when he looks up and sees Mom. I don’t have to look back at her to know she’s glaring. “…If she’s not back in one piece, I’ll find you, young man.” “Yes ma’am.” She waits at the door until I send her a picture of Alex’s license plate, and she watches us leave until we drive too far off for her to see. “Huh. That’s a good mom you

The house was perfect, simple, safe, and just enough space for the new beginning we were about to build. “Where are you off too?” Vic asked me as I held the door knob. “There is something I have to take care of,” I said. I didn't wait for her to speak. I walked out the door, and got into the car. “The cemetery,” I said, and rested my head on the window. I needed to see my Mom. I didn't see her before I left the states, and now I need to see her. To draw strength from her. The car moved slowly through the streets. Lights passed by, one after the other, and everything felt quieter than usual. I closed my eyes for a moment, holding back the tears. I had to be strong. I didn’t come back to break

Nothing was ever going to get me entangled with Noah again, but I still didn’t want Mom to know everything that went down. Mom turned to Jace. “Jace, please take care of my baby.” “Sure, Mrs. Susan,” he answered, and Mom flashed him a grateful smile. We both headed toward the car, a black Toyota Camry, the kind most people hired for long-distance trips. “Bye, Mom!” I waved until she disappeared from sight, and as soon as the car pulled onto the road, I let out a deep sigh. I hoped, really hoped that this semester would be different.

I called an ambulance to get Aunt Tiffany to the hospital, but Dad tried to stop me. He said, "It's nothing serious. Your mom's hands are red!" I ignored him and turned away. After retrieving the well-hidden admission letter, I got into the ambulance. Before we left, I looked back at the ashes scattering into the wind and scoffed. "This time, we might not be the ones getting the short end of the stick."