I lay, broken and defeated on the side of the highway.
The car slowly burned not too far away.
And my mother, bless her, would not give up. As I watched, immobilized, she crawled slowly, painfully towards me.
She was saying something, but it wasn’t a language I recognized.
Whatever she said, it was her last words, and I watched helplessly as the light faded from her eyes…and burned into mine.
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