Children were carried by their parents whenever possible while out and about. Older children, who could no longer be carried, were held tightly by their parents, who feared they might be taken away.
It was no surprise that Mrs. Lewis was aware of the incident. However, she only later discovered that the kidnapped child was Liberty’s son and that Liberty had also sustained injuries. When her youngest son failed to come home the previous night, Mrs. Lewis intentionally visited her son’s friends today in search of him, but to no avail. He was also absent from his office, leading her to suspect he was at the hospital.
“I’m in the hospital. What’s wrong, Mom?” Duncan asked in a deep voice. “Is something the matter?”
“Is Liberty okay? I heard she was stabbed multiple times,” she replied.
Liberty had been stabbed several times to protect her son. As a fellow mother, Mrs. Lewis admired Liberty’s bravery.
“She woke up at five in the morning. The doctor said she was no longer in critical condition, so she has been moved from the ICU to the general ward,” Mrs. Lewis informed her.
“Thank God. As long as she’s okay,” Mrs. Lewis responded. She then changed her tone and asked, “How did you know what happened at five o’clock? When did you arrive at the hospital?”
“I came to the hospital yesterday,” Duncan replied, not shying away from his mother’s question. “I stayed in the hospital all night. I couldn’t relax knowing Liberty was still in danger.”
Mrs. Lewis felt a wave of concern wash over her at the thought of her son keeping vigil over Liberty all night. Was her fear becoming a reality?
“Liberty could be watched over by her sister. Why must you, an outsider, stay up all night?” she questioned.
“Mom, I stayed…
Voluntarily, I was simply concerned. As long as Liberty was asleep, I couldn’t leave the hospital. Even if I managed to, I wouldn’t be in the mood for anything.” After Duncan acknowledged his feelings, he became quite open when talking to his mom.