"Mom…"
Her mind jerked awake, but her body remained in slumber. Her eyes stayed shut, wondering if she was dreaming.
Then, there it was again. It was as if someone was calling to her. Faint, but she heard it.
"Mom, where are you?"
The tone was so sweet, like an angel, singing in her ears. Gradually, she opened her eyes, looking for the source of that innocent, melodious voice.
In a not-so-far distance, there he was, standing in the corner.
A little boy.
"Mom, is that you?" He spoke again. This time, he reached out his hand to her, but he didn't step forward or make any other move.
Immediately, she jumped out of the bed and ran to him.
That was her little boy.
Her son.
He's alive.
"Mom."
Excitement coursed through her veins as she heard his voice again, clearer this time. He was so near, almost within her reach.
She extended her arms on both sides. Overjoyed, she kept running, wanting to hug his little body in the warmth of her embrace.
"I'm coming, my darling."
