"Mom!! Mommy!!,Calling her mother, Molly Rawson could hardly contain her excitement. Long dark hair, crystal blue eyes, fair skin, and well built. Molly was a gorgeous girl. She was the spitting image of her mother. 18 years old and full of life and energy. Running up the stairs in search of her mother, Molly was getting impatient at her mother's lack of response to her calls. She busted into her mom's bedroom, babbling without pause. Molly's mom looked up at her daughter from the book she was lost in. She smiled, and at 48 years old, she was still a gorgeous woman. "Slow down, Molly!" she laughed, looking at her babbling daughter. "I can't understand a word of what you are saying! Breathe honey!"... Molly stopped her rambling and inhaled deeply, "Sorry, Mom! I am just so excited! It finally happened!! I was chosen to attend the VIP camp this summer for the musically gifted artists!!!" Molly said without a pause again. Her face glows with health, vibrancy, and youth. "OH Molly!!! I am so proud of you, my darling!!! I knew you would be chosen! You are an amazing guitarist and singer, baby!" Molly smiles happily at her beautiful mother. "Wow, she really is pretty," Molly thought as she watched her mother looking at her nearly bursting with pride. Molly's father died when she was only two years old. Her mom has been her mother,friend,confidant,and much more all her life. She raised Molly by herself and never looked at another man since her husband's passing. She was a nurse at a huge hospital and worked long hours. She never complained and gave Molly everything she could to the best of her ability. "Thank you!" Molly leaned forward and hugged her mom. Finally the date of departure for the elite, invitation only camp arrived. Molly was like a bomb with a lit fuse with excitement. Molly's mom brought her to the university parking area that Molly attended, where the bus would pick up the chosen students for the camp. Finally, the bus turned into the parking area, and Molly let out a tiny scream of happiness. "Molly! Calm down, honey! You are going to hyperventilate!" Molly's mom said laughingly. "Sorry, Mommy! I just can't believe it's finally happening!!" Molly giggled, blushing. "I know, sweetheart! And again, I am so proud of you, Molly. " her mom smiled at her. "Molly, are you sure you packed everything? Did you remember mosquito repellant? Do you have enough cash in case of an emergency? Toothbrush? Clean underwear? A jacket?".. Molly's mom asked her, slightly nervous about her daughter being away from home for a whole month. "Relax, Mom! I am sure I have everything! I am not a little girl anymore, you know!" Molly said, giggling. "I know, Molly! But you will always be my baby girl!" her mother responded softly, smiling. Molly smiled and hugged her mom a last time. Kissed her cheek and waved. "Bye, Mommy! See you in a month's time! I love you! Molly yelled as she jogged to the bus door hopping inside. "Bye, Molly! I love you too, darling! Remember to call me every day! I will miss you, honey!" her mom responded. Waving at Molly as the bus drove off. She walked back to the car, her heart heavy. Concern making two small lines between her eyebrows. She hasn't told Molly yet. She will wait for her to come back from the camp. She didn't want to be the reason that a dark cloud hung over Molly the whole time she was gone. Her daughter has been looking forward to this and worked way too hard for her to destroy it. It started about two months ago, with constant headaches, forgetfulness, mood changes, etc. At first, she wrote it off as exhaustion because of her long work hours. But as her symptoms persisted, she realized she had to go see her doctor. He took a blood test and scheduled an MRI scan. Molly's mom didn't tell Molly and quietly took off work to get the scan done. One morning, aweek later , the doct's office called her while she was at work and asked to come see her doctor. Thinking it procedure s, sheheduled an appointment. He probably just wanted to tell her everything was fine and that she was just overworked and tired. She went to her doctor's office and awaited her turn. She walked into his office, smiling at the grey man behind the desk. "Morning, Doctor," she said softly. The old doctor looked up from his computer and smiled empathetically at the beautiful woman. Concern and sadness suddenly crossed his face as he remembered the reason he asked her to come see him. "Morning Delila" Confusion fleetingly settled in her eyes as she saw his facial expression. "Why did he look so sad and worried?" she thought to herself. He told her to take a seat and took a deep breath. "Delilah, your tests and MRI scan report came back. I am afraid it isn't good news. Delilah took a deep breath, pulled her shoulders back, and softly said, "I suspected as much." Tears started flowing freely from her eyes as the old doctor explained the full diagnoses regarding her health. Delilah began sobbing harder...