A Mother's Vengeance: Love Lost

Timmy's leg was the start

my older son David worked as an ER do

arms, a blonde nurse named Ashley Jones, David' s girlfriend, turned on me. She

y claims of being David' s mother, dismissing Timmy as a "little brat," even threatening to let him die. She stole my phone, sma

s stared but did nothing as Ashley, ignoring Timmy' s fading breath, reveled in my angui

umiliation on her phone. As Timmy' s lips turned blue, I swallowed my pride, hea

She demanded I slap myself, ten times. It was

lent. He

y humiliation, all my fear, was burned awa

pte

my son' s leg was

y. Two small puncture wounds, dark and angry, were already swelling

arms, his small body t

ommy's got you. We're

s heading to Mercy General, the big hospital downtown. My older son, David, worked t

e emergency room, Timmy limp in my arms

bitten by a snak

ytail turned from a counter. Her name tag read Ashl

," she said, sliding

son, Dr. David Miller, works here. Please,

avid's name. She looked from my face to Timm

r voice dripping with suspic

re you talking abou

me. I see women like you all the time, showing up with yo

me. I stumbled back,

ke everyone els

eeds a doctor!" I screame

ed with rage. "I'm David's girlfri

us whisper. "And you dare to