"Omma?" Nana's head shot up from her sister's lap, "Is that really you?"   "Of course it's me, silly. Im Jin Ah, what are you talking about?" Jung Ah smiled and opened her arms wide so she could embrace her two young daughters.    "Omma, where's appa?" Bekah asked.   "What do you mean where's appa? I should be asking you girls that question."   "What? You mean appa didn't fetch you from grandma's house?"   "No, Bekah. I drove here by myself. What's wrong?"   Bekah's jaw dropped. If her omma had drove here by herself, then her appa was still outside, driving in the thunderstorm.   , anything could happen to appa. Bekah thought.   "Omma, appa went to grandma's house so she could bring you here and comfort Jin Ah. You sure you didn't see her or her car?" Bekah was worried sick already.    Before Jung Ah could answer her duaghter's question, the house phone rang, Jung Ah picked it up.    "Hello? Is this the residence of Park Ji Young?" the question was asked in a rush.   "Yes. Who is this?" Jung Ah answered.   "May I know who am I speaking to?"   "I'm Kim Jung Ah, Park Ji Young's.... wife. Is anything wrong?"   Jung Ah heard the called gasped before answering. "Ms Kim, we need you to come down to Seoul General Hospital immediately. Ms Park is in a critical condition. She was involved in an accident."   *   Nana and Bekah weren't even buckled properly in their seats when their omma had already drove at a fast speed, trying to reach Seoul General Hospital as soon as possible.    "Omma, why are we rushing? Where are we going? I'm scared." Nana timidly asked.   Seeing that her omma was fully concentrated on driving, Bekah hugged Nana and whispere