— a woman from child services gently asked. — Mom… my mom…
But then the police officer learned the terrible truth about the boy: in fact, the woman buried there was not his mother 😱😱
The boy had no mother. At least not the one whose grave he visited.
In fact, he had lived in an orphanage since he was three years old. His real mother had abandoned him right after birth, and his father is unknown. The woman he visited every day was a volunteer who often visited the orphanage, talked at length with the boy, brought him books, and hugged him.
She was the one who filed the papers for his adoption. The boy knew about it — for the first time, he believed that someone could love him. That he would have a home.
But two days before the papers were to be signed, the woman died in a car accident. The boy was told that she “could no longer come.”
The boy found out where she was buried and started running away from the orphanage every day — just to tell her how much he missed her. He needed a mother.
