CRASH ! Ritchie rushed down the carpeted hall into the kitchen. “MOM!” he screamed and rushed over to her. There she lay in front of the sink, a broken plate at her feet. Ritchie knelt down on the linoleum floor and took his mother’s dying body in his hands. He knew what it was, the doctors had said it would happen, but he never thought it would happen so soon. It was too soon! “Mom, come on, just hold on a little bit longer, please!” Unwilling tears flowed from Ritchie’s eyes. His mother, Christine Baker, a beautiful woman with a good life. It wasn’t her time.