A.N.: I wrote this, and was so close to crying! That shouldn't happen! Aw, well, I hope you guys enjoy another song that Michael Crawford did a version of that's way better than the original!
Chapter 25: Baby Mine
Keith was visiting his mom in the hospital. She was in the hospital because of her chemo and things were looking grim.
"Hey, sweetie," she said.
"Hey, Mom," he said. He looked towards the window.
"What's going on?"
"Well, I just joined a new club," he began.
"That's great!"
"Yeah, but we have some enemies too."
"Enemies? What kind of club has enemies?"
"Well, club isn't exactly the best word. We're more of a league of super-heroes."
"Do you know these people?"
"Oh, yeah! It's Jessica, her brother, and Lisa."
"Okay, sweetie, I just want you to be happy."
"Thanks, Mom. It's just hard."
"Baby mine, don't you cry. Baby mine, dry your eyes. Rest your head close to my heart; never to part, baby of mine. Little on, when you play, don't you mind what they say. Let those eyes sparkle and shine, never a tear, baby of mine. If they knew sweet little you, they'd end up loving you too. All those same people who scold you, what they'd give just for the right to hold you," she rubbed his cheek fondly. He blushed.
"From your head, down to your toes, you're not much, goodness knows. But you're so precious to me. Sure as can be, baby of mine," her hand, which had been on his cheek, dropped down. She was dead.
"Mom?"