“You are my beloved son. You and I are inseparable. I can’t allow anyone, not even Death, to take you away from me.”
“But, Mom, you know what the doctor said. My leukemia is most lethal. I can’t survive long.”
“My son, you are so young. The doctor’s words are no oracle.”
“You are watering a withered plant, Mom. After sometime, I will be left with no breaths and you, with no pennies. Let me go.”
The mother wondered whether her son was a human being.