[ WP ] ''Can you hear them singing ? ''

I nodded slowly, but I was unsure of what she meant. I had managed to keep my composure, but I could feel tears ready to spill down my cheeks. I clasped her frail, soft hand. My chin trembled uncontrollably for a moment as my body was rushed with fond memories. 
 
 `` The singing, there's... There's a chorus of people. Does n't it sound beautiful, Bethany Rose?'' She repeated. Her wrinkled lips rose into a soft smile. `` I love you,'' She said, distantly. My throat was dry and I choked when I tried to speak, but I mustered a passionate `` I love you too.'' 
 
 I held my mother's gentle hand as the electronic line bounced for the last time.
