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Word Count: 100
NO GREATER GIFT
Jangled from my pleasant dream, I fumbled for the phone on the nightstand. It fell to the floor. I tumbled out of bed and picked it up. “This better be important.”
Jared’s choked voice snapped me to attention. “Mom I—I had an accident—I…”
Trembling, I dressed and headed for the hospital.
Hit by a drunk driver going 90 mph, Jared’s car had been reduced to mound of mangled steel and shattered glass.
Tears streamed down his bruised cheeks. “Your Mother’s Day present. It got broken in the crash.”
“Nonsense.” I embraced him. “It’s right here in my arms.”