He heard Bernice calling. Robert ran up the steps to the door.
“What’s wrong Grandma?”
“It’s your mother Robert, she is in the bathroom and there is no answer.”
“Okay, Grandma. Maybe she is the bath with her headphones on”
“Robert, still come with me to check on your mother. We might have to push the door in.”
Robert said as he passed Bernice on the way up the stairs to the second-floor bathroom. He knocked loudly as he approached the door.
“MOMMY!... ARE YOU OKAY?”
When no reply came from his mother, Robert put all his body force into the door. The fourth body slam bruised his right arm slightly, but the door finally gave way. To his horror, his mother was not in the tub with headphones on at all. In the middle of the bathroom floor wrapped in her nightgown, she lay holding her chest, an expression of intense pain on her face.
Tears flowed from Robert’s eyes as he fell to his knees next to his mother. His grandmother screamed to his grandfather frantically.
“JOHN!! Call 911!!”
As John picked up the phone to call the ambulance, Bernice came back to the bathroom door and screamed again in tears.
“MY BABY!! ANGELA!! PLEASE GOD NO!!!”
Robert rested Angela’s head on the base of his lap. Angela started to notice her son’s face.
“Mommy don’t worry. I’m here and we called the ambulance…”
Robert stopped talking as he realized his mother’s attempt at mouthing words.
“Robert…I…know…your…secret…and…I... still…love…. you….”
She gently smiled as her eyes flooded with tears.
By this time, Bernice is downstairs trying to rush the Emergency Medical Technicians out of their ambulance.
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