Little Boy Believes His Mom Died in Car Crash, Years Later He Accidentally Meets Her – Story of the Day
“OMG! Mom…is that really you?” Aaron tears up after recognizing a woman’s tattoo while stopping her from robbing a hotel guest. Aaron is unable to believe his ‘dead’ mother, who had passed away in a car crash when he was little, was standing alive before his eyes.
“Perfect!” Lisa wickedly grinned, applying another velvety coat of ruby red lipstick. She looked perfect enough to lure her next target.
“I hate noisy places!” She approached 42-year-old Henry at the bar counter. “We should find a quieter place,” she seductively ran her fingers on his shoulder.
For illustration purposes only | Source: Pexels
“I know one, gorgeous!” Henry said, his breath stinking of alcohol. “Babe, I can’t promise to remain quiet once we get there!”
Henry’s chuckle annoyed Lisa. But she forced a smile and ordered another Whiskey-Coke for Henry while keeping herself sober. Lisa was a regular at the bar, and the bartender knew she avoided alcohol whenever she was with a ‘gentleman.’
As time wore on and as Henry downed the third glass, he could barely stand. Lisa wrapped her arms around him and helped him to his room.
Once they were in Henry’s hotel room, Lisa made him another drink spiked with sleeping pills.
For illustration purposes only | Source: Pexels
“I’m going for a quick shower, babe. Be right back!” she told him. And moments later, when he returned, Henry was sound asleep.
Seizing the opportunity, Lisa rummaged through Henry’s pockets.
“What the hell? He has only $70??” she was alarmed when she only found a handful of dollar bills and coins.
Lisa pulled out Henry’s suitcase from under the bed, and as she opened it and landed her hand on a thick wad of cash, the room suddenly burst open.
“What the hell?” a young man charged at her. “How did you get in here? Who are you?”
For illustration purposes only | Source: Pexels
“Leave me alone…it’s none of your business, boy,” Lisa motioned for the youngster to back off.
“Wait! Is…is your name Elizabeth?” he stuttered.
“So…why do you care? And how do you know my name?” Lisa snapped.
“OMG! Mom…is that really you? You’re alive!” the boy cried, his eyes...