The hospital security rushed in, immediately restrained my mom.

"What do you think you're doing? Let me go!" she shrieked, thrashing in their grip.

Judith, standing calmly by the door, spoke in an even tone, but there was an unmistakable edge to her voice. "You all saw what just happened. My son was nearly attacked again. What kind of security are you running here?"

A man who seemed to be the head of security stepped forward, his face tense. "Mrs. ...