Jason could hardly believe it at first. There was a long moment where he was just sitting there in stunned silence, his eyes boring into the screen. In the next moment, his fingers were tapping roughly and quickly over the computer keys.
He didn’t even have to wait for the computer to confirm her identity. It was her. He knew it. He could spot his mother from a mile away. She had the same crooked nose. The same droopy blue eyes that always had a tint of something painful hidden inside them. The only thing he could tell that noticeably was different about her, was how there was an undeniably happy feeling radiating off of her entire being. Even looking from a camera feed, he could feel it. If he wasn’t so distracted by his own happiness, he would have thought supposedly abandoning him made her feel more free and happy with her life. But he didn’t. He didn’t even stop to think on how she was even alive in the first place. The only thought clouding out the rest was finding her, confronting her. He didn’t care about anything else. His mom was alive.
And that brought him to now, sitting in a private jet that was about to take off for Ethiopia in just a few minutes. Jason had pulled out his phone, clicking down his contact list. He had hovered over ‘Bruce’ for a short moment, but decided he better not and scrolled down further past. Once he found his girlfriend’s name (a cute little heart beside it, from when sally had typed her number and name in herself. the thought always quirked a smile on his lips.), he pressed call and placed the phone next to his ear.
“Sally? Sal—-Sal, I have some great news. You’re gonna freak when I tell you.”