I continued running, following a direct path of turns and curves. My eyes set on one single destination. That was the very hospital that my mother resided. If the power of the card was true, then my wish I had made for my mother should be granted. I ran up the steps and through the very doors. Ignoring how out of breath I was, I stumbled to the main desk requesting a visit for my mother. Before I could even be given an answer, I ran through the connecting antechamber which separated the waiting room and patient rooms, dashing to room 104 as I had remembered it by heart.
My wish was for my mother to be healthy and happy -- and as I opened the door, I was greeted by a doctor and nurse alike surrounding my mother’s bed. They looked at me with faces of shock before parting away revealing my very mother, standing up straight, healthy as a horse. Our eyes locked onto one another as mine widened. It began raining like it had many