As soon as they arrived, Mary ran to her child's side.
"Lucas, sweetheart, mommy is here. Wake up, wake up."
"Excuse me Mrs. Favarotti", replied a young doctor. "But your child suffered a severe head injury. I don't know how long will he be out. Yet besides, that everything else appears to be normal, except for a broken rib."
"So you're telling me, my son is in a coma? So there is nothing we can do?"
"Yes, in a coma, Mrs., but my team and I will do our best in whatever we can. Mrs. Favarotti, please be patient, and have hope, little Luke will wake up soon." The doctor then left the room.
How could this happen to me, she thought. "My beautiful little boy did not deserve this, he has harmed no one." John then came to mind. Mary cried and cried holding Luke Jr.' hand. "Luke J, why did John have to leave me, why, why.."
Mary cursed over and over, why, why did you have to be with him then. "I hate you John yet still love you".
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