She gazed at the star every night, wishing, but this evening was different. She was desperate, all pleas for help were exhausted, this being her last hope.
Mary’s mother was dying. Mary had prayed but it seemed whatever she did would not help her mother.
The doctor visited every day, but there was no cure to save her. This night Mary was on her knees by the window, praying to the star. Suddenly it started sparkling much brighter than before. Mary rushed to her mother, finding she passed away a moment before.
Now “Mary’s mother’s star” never stops glowing.