[ WP ] Write a story about a person with a superpower that has a consequence/limitation more interesting than said power .

Not my baby… were the only words that Amanda could decipher from the jumble of panicked thoughts that were ramming into each other in her mind. Her heart was pounding, though she had only run the short distance from her house to the cross walk at the end of the street. 
 
 Laura, her 25 year old daughter, lay bloody and broken on the asphalt. Her baby bump, which had just begun to show, was now clearly visible in the shadows cast by the street light. Her eyes were open but sightless. The sound of screeching tires and the smell of rubber as the car drove away came as no surprise to Amanda. 
 
 Bile rose in her throat as she dropped to her knees beside her daughter, barely registering the pain as broken glass made its way into her flesh. She placed her shaking hand on Laura ’ s face, knowing what needed to be done. 
 
 She had done it once before, when she was small. She had discovered her dog Bugsy, her best friend in the whole world, dead in the wooded area behind her home. She never knew what had happened to him. All she knew is that one moment he was gone, and she was holding him in her arms with all of her sadness pouring out of her in a warm wave, and the next moment he was wriggling in her arms. The trees around her had just bloomed gorgeous white flowers, but they were now a sickly brown. They never bloomed again. 
 
 Amanda, drawing in ragged breaths, leaned forward and gently scooped her daughter ’ s broken body into her arms. She concentrated all of her sorrow into her daughter, feeling that warm wave fill her up and then stream out of her. It had been decades since she had felt that wave, but it was overwhelmingly familiar to her. She felt Laura ’ s broken ribs snap back into place, her dislocated shoulder slid back into its socket. She felt her warm breath on her neck; her heartbeat suddenly thudding back into existence. 
 
 Amanda ’ s tears of sadness changed to tears of unparalleled joy as Laura pulled back from her embrace slowly, confusion etched all over her face. 
 
 “ What happened? ” She asked, “ I was just walking across the street to Joanne ’ s house and I heard a horn honk, and then… Oh my god, was I hit by a car? ” 
 
 “ Yes baby, you were, but you ’ re going to be fine! ” Amanda almost shouted in her relief. That ’ s when she noticed the grass and wild flowers around her. Even in the harshness of the street light, they were bright as ever. 
 
 She snapped her head back to Laura ’ s face, which was twisted in pain as she clutched her stomach. 
 
 “ Mom, ” she gasped, “ we need to go to the hospital. ” 

