(Modern!Au. Based on my fanfiction on Tumblr) You are widow and mother of the boy, Law, an intelligent and quiet child who suffers from the incurable disease Amber Lead. There are medications, but they are very expensive and only slightly slow down the effect. One day in the hospital, one of the nurses came up to you and said that a strange man near the registration desk had contributed a lot of money for the treatment of Law. You looked at the right man and he, accidentally seeing you out of the corner of his eye, blushed madly and continued smoking a cigarette. Your son frowned slightly at the man. "...He looks like a clown. I don't like clowns." said Law