"I don't believe you", said Janey, trying to calm down her racing heart.
"I'll take you to her now", said Emily, "and everything will be explained on the way".
Janey rushed to Emily's car.
"It's five minutes away", said Emily, quickly starting the engine.
"Ho...ho....how is she st...st..still alive?" asked Janey, who was so shocked that she could not speak.
"Listen, Janey. Your mother survived the car crash. She was put into a coma herself for a few weeks, and when she woke up, she could not speak, and her hands had fallen off. She has been living in a care home for the last six decades!"
"Then why has nodbody told me this!"
"Well, my mother tried to tell you, which is why she came running to your room in the first place - she had just found out. Everybody else just assumed that she was dead, including your brother".
"Michael doesn't know?!"
"I tried to contact him on numerous occasions, but he just ignored me, since I was a stranger".
"But if she was alive, she'd be over one hundred by now!"
"She's one hundred and one now. I know this is unbelievable, but I thought you would have found out!"
"Then what about the gravestone in the graveyard?"
"It must be a coincidence. Both 'Doris' and 'Morrison' are both common names".
"How often do you visit her?"
"I see her every few months. She can't really respond to anything I say to her, but I keep her company".
"What about her brain power?"
"What do you mean?"
"Does it function properly?"
"Oh, yes. Her brain is still the same as it was. She'll remember who you are, if that was what you were wondering".
"She must have been suffering for all this time".
"Well, the past is behind us now. You have to look forward to the future".
"Can she walk?"
Janey was shocked to hear about her mother. She's alive! Janey thought over and over again in her mind. She could not wait to see her mother again. It was all she ever wanted. She would have given anything to see her again, and she was about to get what she dreamed of.
Emily pulled up outside the care home.
"I can't thank you enough for everything", said Janey, running into the care home.
When she got to the doors, she took a deep breath, and went inside. She asked one of the nurses where Doris Morrison was, and she was told that she was outside. The nurse pointed her out when she got outside. Janey was in shock. Her mother was there, right before her eyes. Doris was looking the other way, taking in the nature. Slowly, Janey approached her long-lost mother. Doris then turned round. Both women stared at each other.
"Mother", said Janey.
Doris stared, with her eyes wide open.
"It's me, Janey", Janey said.
Doris froze, and looked at her daughter. She then stood up, and Janey ran into her arms. Both women cried and cried.
"It's OK", said Janey, "I'm here now".
Doris stroked her daughter's hair.
"I'm sorry", said Janey.
Doris continued to stroke Janey's hair, which was her way of saying that she had forgiven Janey.
"I love you", said Janey, "and I always have".
Then, Doris and Janey walked off down the garden path, where they got a view of the whole town. They watched the setting sun, and, holding each other, they knew that everything was going to be fine from now on. Although Janey had missed out on sixty years, she knew that she had to make the most of her time with her mother. Doris cuddled Janey again, and they experienced happiness again, just like they did before.