A Mother’s Duty
Navigating through the slow morning traffic, her children chattering happily in the backseat, she couldn’t help but notice the ugly olive-green car ahead of her. She drew closer and saw that there were two adults inside the car and the head of a small blond child visible just over the back of a car seat.
“Hush kids” was all she needed to say as she silenced her radio, and her tone made it clear to the three that their mother meant business and so they quieted immediately.
Without looking she picked up her cell phone and dialed the number.
“I have the people you are looking for. I am right behind them on the highway. No, they have not noticed me. Yes, the child is with them.” She dutifully gave her name and phone number and stayed on the line.
“They are going to take exit 123. Should I stay with them? Oh, never mind…I see your guys are already there and on it.” She stole one more glance up the exit ramp before passing under the bridge and smiled at the image of the little girl hugging the police officer.
Turning her radio back on, she thanked her children for being so well behaved. As the music filled the car, she relaxed but the smile stayed with her.
“This just in…the amber alert issued just 30 minutes ago has been cancelled. An unnamed driver spotted the suspects on the highway and called 911. The criminals are now in police custody and the child is being returned to her parents. Thank you to whomever you are for daring to get involved and save this girl.”
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~ by etaya on June 10, 2010.
Posted in Short Stories
Tags: Bravery, Children, citizenship, Duty, Family, Love, Mother, Responsibility, Short story, Women
