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Jamie ran over, her heart pounding, terrified that the elderly woman might vanish before she could reach her.

"Mom, how are you here?" She grabbed the woman's hand, her eyes brimming with tears of joy.

She expected recognition, perhaps even relief, but instead, the woman recoiled in fear.

"Don't hit me, I'll leave right away," the woman stammered, trembling.

Jamie's heart shattered. "Why would I hit you? Mom, it's me, Jamie, your daughter!"

"I don't know you."

The words hit Jamie like a bolt of lightning. Not know her?

How could that be? There was no way she could mistake her own mother.

Her mind raced, turmoil bubbling beneath the surface, but seeing how scared the woman looked, Jamie softened her tone. "I would never hurt you. Please, just take a good look at my face." The woman hesitated for a long moment before slowly lifting her head.

her unkempt clothes

trace. Jamie had searched tirelessly, but every effort had ended in disappointment. She had begun to think she would never

at Jamie, a flicker of recognition crossing her tired eyes. "Jamie... Jamie?

Jamie!" Tears streamed down her face as relief and joy

Jamie brought Linda home.

the driver shot her a disdainful look. "Miss, where did you pick up this trash collector? People like her shouldn't

you mean they shouldn't? I'm paying you,

you can't bring someone that filthy into the

visibly distressed by the driver's harsh words. Jamie tightened her grip

welcome, we're not taking your cab.

out of the

the street, Jamie comforted her frightened mother. "It's okay, Mom. If they don't want us,

determined to make her

clear that Linda's mental state was fragile. She could barely speak coherently, let alone manage tasks like washing herself. But Jamie didn't mind