Her mother was right.
She told her once, that one day, she was going to understand how painful it was to see your child hurting and that you will do anything to take the pain away.
She understood it, a few years ago, with her children, NewYork´s favorite IT girl and the suicidal son.
And today, a proof that this poor rich boy, is her son, is the pain she feels.
He looks too pale, too young…too lifeless. But now she is here. He is not alone. She will make things better. Or at least she hopes.
"Charles...honey, I´m here"