Sonya raised her head, horrified.“No, Mom!I told you, I don't want it!Don't-whatever you're going to do, don't do it!”
Her mother's head snapped backwards, and her eyes rolled in her head. Sonya, horrified, clutched at her mother's wrist. The pulse was barely discernible. Sonya screamed, and the personnel at the nursing home rushed toward them.
But before they arrived, her mother's eyes opened for a second, and for the last time, Sonya saw the intelligence she always remembered in her mother.“Have a daughter,”her mother breathed.“Do it for her.”