The Hockey Star’s Remorse

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TIMOTHY POV

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow across the quiet suburban streets. It was a Saturday morning, and Timothy had taken the day off work to take his mother on a long–awaited trip to the beach. It was a rare break from the demands of his job, and he had been looking forward to spending quality time with her.

He parked his car in front of her charming, pastel–colored house, the place where he had grown up, and where his mother had raised him as a single parent. The thought of those days being long gone coursed through him, and he had to force a smile as he approached the front door.

As he entered the house, the sound of classical music drifted through the air, mingling with the scent of fresh coffee. It was comforting, and Timothy knew that his mother was in her element. She had always loved music and enjoyed sipping her morning coffee while reading the newspaper, which she knew she couldn’t do in the hospital.

He called out for her, his voice carrying through the cozy living room. “Mom, are you ready for our beach trip?”

But there was no answer.

Timothy’s smile faded as he realized that the house was unusually quiet. Her car was still in the driveway, and it wasn’t like her to sleep during the day

time.

Worry gnawed at his heart as he began to search the house, checking each room methodically. In the bedroom, her half–packed travel bag lay open on

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the bed, clothes and toiletries scattered about. It seemed she had been in the midst of preparing for their trip, but something had interrupted her.

Then he heard it a faint, muffled noise coming from the hallway. Timothy rushed out of the bedroom and followed the sound, his heart pounding with each step. The noise led him to the door of the guest bedroom, a room he rarely entered. He slowly turned the knob, fear gripping his chest.

floor beside her open travel bag, her body limp and unmoving. A gasp escaped Timothy’s lips as he rushed to her side. She was pale,

Timothy cried out, his voice tinged with panic. He knelt beside her, his hands trembling as he checked for a pulse. It was faint but present, a feeble sign of life.

to slow as he stared at her, his mind racing. Panic gave way to determination as he remembered his CPR training, then began chest compressions. He could hear the bone–crushing rhythm in his head as he tried to

he muttered between breaths. “You can’t leave me. Not

the chest compressions, willing her to respond, to gasp for air, but she remained motionless. Fear gripped him like a vise, threatening to squeeze the air from his own lungs. He kept going, sweat beading on his

and gasped. Relief washed over Timothy as he rolled her onto her side, ensuring her airway was clear. Her eyes fluttered open, and she blinked in

his voice quivering with a mixture of joy and

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he reassured her as he reached for his phone. He dialed 911, explaining the

words of comfort and reassurance. She looked at him with gratitude in her eyes, and he couldn’t

the paramedics arrived, they swiftly took over, assessing his mother’s condition and working to stabilize her. Timothy watched with bated breath as they placed an oxygen mask over

prepared to transport her to the ambulance, his mother turned to him, her eyes filled with love and concern. “Go to the

fine.

he forced a smile. “I’ll be right there with you, Mom. I won’t leave your

loaded her into the ambulance, and Timothy climbed into the back, taking her hand in his. The sirens blared to life, the wailing sound echoing through the neighborhood

okay, praying silently for her recovery. The world outside the ambulance seemed to blur as they raced against time, and all that mattered was the frail life

to keep his mother stable.

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step back. He watched as they rushed her into the hospital,

doors.

couldn’t help but think about the fragile nature of life and how, in the blink of an eye, everything could change. His mind drifted back to his

the double doors, which he’d grown far too familiar with that year. Timothy’s heart was in his throat as he rushed to meet the physician, his voice trembling

she going to

her, but it was a close