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was. He had always been that way. Despite him being only twenty-five years old, he was more mature than most men she knew. Her face radiated with love as she gazed up at him. She smiled and reached out to touch his hand gently.
    “Thank you, honey,” she told him, her voice a little stronger from her recent nap. “You always knew that I liked carnations better than roses.”
    “How’re you feeling, Mom?” he asked her, running the pad of his thumb across her knuckles as he held her hand gently.
    “A little tired,” she admitted. “But I had such a nice day. I had a business meeting early this morning. Jarod had lunch with me and stayed with me until Rachel came to visit this afternoon. Now you’re here and the sky is beautiful. What more can I ask for?”
    As she smiled up at him, Sam felt a squeeze around his heart. “Mom,” he began hesitantly.
    “Don’t worry, Sam,” she stopped him. “You and I both know how we feel about each other. We will never regret not having said something to each other. I am so proud of you, and I love you more than life itself. You always knew that. Always remember it.”
    Sam looked at her and smiled. She was right. Nothing had to be said.
    “I love you, Mom,” he said finally.
    She smiled and squeezed his hand. He saw her reach under her sheets and pull out a wrapped box with effort. He reached out to help her and she let go of it thankfully as his strength took the burden of the weight of the package.
    “This is for you from Rachel,” she told him. “Open it. I want to be nosy.”
    She smiled up at him as he tore the paper off the box. Inside it was an envelope attached to another wrapped box. He opened the envelope and read the note quickly. He smiled and looked at his mother.
    “Dear Sam, I’m giving this action figure to you so you’ll never forget to do what you’re meant to do. Stay strong and go for your dreams. Love, Rachel.” His voice was clear and strong as he read the note to his mother. He put the note aside then lifted the package, smiling with excitement at the unexpected gift.
    He opened the package and grinned as he looked down at the action figure. He felt a rush of emotion and his grip tightened on the item as he looked through the clear plastic cover to the character encased within. He got a little choked up when he realized who it was. When he looked up at his mother, he could see that she was confused.
    “It’s an action figure from Star Trek ,” he explained, smiling. “The character’s name is Dr. McCoy.”
    Joanna smiled and touched his hand gently. “You listen to her, honey. She’s a smart girl.” She squeezed Sam’s hand and closed her eyes for a moment. She was so incredibly tired.
    “Mom, are you okay?” he asked her quietly.
    She nodded but didn’t open her eyes. She needed to rest for a minute. Sam sat patiently beside her, holding her hand and allowing her to take as much time as she needed to rest. She fell asleep briefly, and he realized with alarm how quickly her strength was waning. He watched her silently for a moment then stood with as little noise as possible. He was about to leave when she awoke with a start.
    “Sam!” she called out to him quickly.
    “I’m here,” he said, taking her hand in his once again and sitting down beside her carefully.
    “Sam, get the large manila envelope from the drawer,” she told him, pointing to the deep cherry end table where he had just placed the bouquet of carnations.
    Sam did as she told him and reached out to open the drawer. He saw the large envelope, pulled it from its resting place, and handed it to her.
    “Sam, this is very important,” she told him, almost crazed with concern. “Inside this envelope are legal documents that are important for you to have. When the time is right, bring them to Frank Niemen. He’ll know what to do.”
    “Mom, don’t worry about this,” Sam said calmly, trying to ease her worries.
    “No, Sam,” she told him sternly, grabbing his