The Woman From Hell

I made no reply. This was not hard to guess. We were both mothers. I was sure she knew how I felt.

"As a mother myself, I understand you, but I also hope you understand that you're more than just a child's mother right now."

I slowly turned to look at her. "What are you trying to say?" I had a bad feeling about this.

What I needed the most right now was support. I did not want Susan to go against me as well.

"What I'm trying to say is you shouldn't give up on this child." Things still did not go as I hoped.

'Do you suppose I watch Munchkin get tormented by the disease without doing anything?"

My tears started flowing like a broken pipe again. Every time I thought about Munchkin being brought into that abandoned chemical plant by Mason, I would resent myself countless times. It was a resentment that could never be dispelled.

"I'm not saying you can't save him. I'm just asking you to save him using other ways. Besides, I need to remind you that giving up this child doesn't mean you can necessarily keep Munchkin alive."

I did not say anything. I knew what Susan was trying to tell me.

It was a

a 50 percent chance, but it was

try, but it doesn't

felt like a stranger to me. "How long am I

"Yes."

word as I felt like I

to argue further with Susan as it was all just pointless

thought we would come

know no mother will just sit and watch her child die. You're Munchkin's mother, but you're also the mother of the baby inside your tummy. Do you

this is a tough decision to make. It's not an easy decision for you to make, but you're firm about it. Why is that so? It's simply because this child hasn't been born yet and you think it's easier to sacrifice them. Compared to Munchkin who

hands

was a child I had

I was so resolute was that I

to choose between them and Munchkin one more time, I