A Mother's Love, A Daughter's Fury

as next of kin, refused to release her body from the coroner' s office. He was "coordina

iversity office. It was a picture I' d never seen before. She was standing in front of a whiteboard filled with complex equat

with candles and white roses, her favorite flower. We stood there for hours as the sun began t

morial' s candles burned down and were replaced. The roses began to wilt. His absence was a physical p

couldn't take it anymore. His fac

he announced. "I' m not lea

"Find out where my son is, Ethan. Find out wh

ening in my stomach. An hour later, he ca

you sitti

Uncle Ethan? W

rters. I asked to see Richard. His secr

ated, confused. "The merger..

"I have a friend on the board of the company he was supposedly me

where i

I could hear Ethan tak

she felt sorry for me. She told me to check the company' s internal

ted, my heart st

hour ago." His voice broke. "He' s in the Maldi

A tropical paradise. While we were lighting

arp and brittle. "The post was from Charlotte. The caption reads:

s arm around her, and her hand was on her stomach. She was wearing a white bikini, and

ed out to the garden, to the memorial under the willow tree. I looked at the picture of my mother, a

acked with silent, heaving sobs. She wrap

nds on my shoulders, and looked into my eyes. Her face was etched with a grief so profound it seemed to have aged her ten years in three day

ned into her, the shared grie

and looked at my mother' s photograph. The anger was back, but it was differ

childhood. He thought he had won. He was celebrating on

standing by the door, his face pale. "The AI ethics framework she was developing. I' m going to make sure the world

esolve in his own eyes. "And we are going

ar. He just didn't know w