Likely noncanon and definitely terribly written.
A Mother's Worries
A Mom always worries about their children, no matter the circumstances. She simply saw her son suffering more than most other parents she knew. She knew he suffered from Auditory hallucinations, and she knew it pained him, and caused him to struggle with his life, despite that she was always proud of him. Despite the voices, he still tried to make things work, and that's all she cared about.
With her hand, turning over the eggs, she was making for a simple breakfast of bacon and eggs, she turned. She saw Alex's childhood friend. A beautiful young lady, who reminded her of herself when she was that age, and the only friend Alex really had.
Without Alex being aware, as a Mother she knew she believed her son was a psychic after he had saved her life, She doubted he even remembered it. After that she had never left him no matter how bad those voices got. As a mother she knew that Alex had taken it as a voices being clear moment, and those were fleetingly rare, and hadn't happened in many years. That had always bothered her as a mother, the voices were only ever truly clear in the past, during moments he had no reason to know about something, and yet knew just how to act. It was disturbing in a way, but she chalked it up to ideas that he learned from television or the like. She didn't know why he knew how to perform CPR to save his childhood friend, but he did it.
With a smile she asked the girl "How are you doing dear, your studies doing well? Alex should be coming down at any minute."
The Girl smiled, her sweet smile, "I'm fine, thanks, for being you."
As a Mother she was worried about her son, but knowing he meant well, and he tried was all that mattered to her.