“What’s going on?!” somebody yelled.
“Hurry up!”
“You’re not gonna believe it!”
“What’s wrong?!” I screamed.
“Momma’s back!! Momma’s back!!” was the chorus being sung
I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t believe it. I ran to the top of the steps, jumped on the forbidden banister and defiantly slid down. At the bottom of the staircase in the room opposite the chair where my Pop had been sitting was the totally unexpected – an answer to prayer. I ran in, looked to my right and there in a black dress standing in front of a white wall was none other than --- my mom. She was holding something, maybe a purse. It wasn’t important because she immediately threw it down bent over and held out her arms. I ran to her and then she picked me up and hugged the life back into me. Hugs…
Momma was indeed back.
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