a mother's love [completed]

a mother's love

"Drive safe," Jack called, giving me a half-wave as he drove off. I waved back, and started the car. It gave an exhausted grumble, then came to life. I wrapped my scarf around my nose and snuggled deeper into it and turned onto the interstate. I sat back into the seat, driving down lonely Texan Highway. Because the new highway was put in a few years ago in '61, rarely any cars touched this old road. Only tourists who get lost.

Soon, a figure appeared in the shadows of my headlights. The figure became a woman, hobbling alone beside the road.. Going against my better judgement, I slowly pulled over and called out.

"Miss!" I called out to her, and she immediately turned around. She looked tired, with slumped shoulders and dragged her feet. Her short blonde bob was clumped with mud and dried blood, and her sweater was in no better condition. But her body shot a cool chill down my back. While focusing on her, the details of the shrubbery behind her could obviously be seen. Something wasn't right..

"Oh! My baby! You's gotta help my baby!" she cried hysterically, running up to the car and grasping my arm. Her grip was cold and I felt my blood freeze. I opened the door and stood to face her. She looked down into the canyon and pointed down. She pointed at an overturned yellow hatchback. My inner instincts told me to stay back, that this woman could be crazy. But soon, I heard the quiet wails of a young child. I raced down the hills, ignoring the thorn ridden weeds and burrs that pulled at my jeans.

When I approached the car, I spotted the small child who was in need. I pulled her gently from the wreckage. Surprisingly, the child was hardly injured. She had a few scrapes along her face, but I couldn't see anything serious. She looked up at me with giant hazel eyes, wild with awe. The child couldn't have been five years old.

"Momma," she cooed, reaching out. I gave a quiet laugh and nodded my head.

"Yeah, your momma's over here, darling."

"No. Momma!" the girl pointed in the car. And there, sitting in the driver's seat, was a slouched figure with bloody blonde hair.

[author's note; thank you for reading! this is just a short story i wrote like a millennium ago. but now im actually posting it, wow.]