The gentle light washed over Marlowe's mother, soothing her aches and pains, mending her frail body. She stirred on the couch, her eyelids fluttering open. A look of surprise crossed her face as she realized she was no longer confined to her bed.
"Ahh.... why do I feel so light?" she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. She slowly rose to her feet, her legs steady and strong.
She took a few tentative steps, her movements fluid and effortless. A gasp of astonishment escaped her lips as she realized she could walk without her cane, her body no longer burdened by the ravages of time and hardship.
"I... why doesn't my body feel... huh..." she trailed off, her voice filled with wonder and disbelief.
Marlowe smiled and hugged her mother tightly. "Mom, Alex just healed you..." she explained, her voice filled with joy and gratitude.