Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
STAR MOTHER By ROBERT F. YOUNG A touching story of the most enduring love in all eternity. That night her son was the first star. She stood motionless in the her heart, watching him rise played as a boy, where he had worked as a young man and she wondered whether he was thinking he was thinking of her standing alone in the April night with her memories house behind her, with its empty upon a time had been his birthplace. then, when he had reached his round and round the world on a celestial carousel, encased in an airtight metal capsule in an she thought. Why don't they leave the stars to God? The general's second telegram came early the next morning: Explorer XII doing splendidly. Expect to bring your son down sometime tomorrow . She went about her work as usual, collecting the eggs and allocating them in their cardboard a deluge of questions from her customers. She was not disappointed. "Is Terry really way up there all alone, Martha?" "Aren't you scared , Martha?" "I do hope they can get him back down all right, Martha." She supposed it must have given them quite a turn to have their egg woman change into a star mother overnight. She hadn't expected the TV interview, though, and she would have avoided it if it had been politely possible. But what could she do when the line of cars and trucks pulled into the drive and the technicians got out and started setting up their equipment in the backyard? What could she say when the suave young man came up to her and said, "We want you to know that we're all ma'am, and we hope you'll do us the honor of answering a few questions." Most of the questions concerned Terry, as was fitting. From the way the suave young man asked them, though, she got the impression that he was trying to prove that her son was just like any other average American boy, and such just didn't happen to be the case. But whenever she opened her mouth to mention, say, how he used to study till all hours of the night, or how difficult it had been for him to make friends because of his shyness, or the fact that he she started to mention any of these things, the suave young man was in great haste to interrupt her and to twist her words, by requestioning, into a different meaning altogether, till Terry's behavior pattern seemed to coincide with the behavior pattern which the suave young man apparently considered the norm, but which, if followed, Martha was sure, would produce not young men bent on exploring space but trivia. A few of the questions concerned herself: Was Terry her only child? ("Yes.") What had happened to her husband? ("He was killed in the Korean War.") What did she think of the new law granting star mothers top priority on any and all information relating to their sons? ("I think it's a fine law ... It's too bad they couldn't have shown similar humanity toward the war mothers of World War II.") It was late in the afternoon by the time the TV crew got everything repacked into their cars and trucks and made their departure. Martha fixed herself a light supper, then donned an old suede jacket of Terry's and went out into the garden to wait for the sun to go down. According to the time table the general had outlined in his first telegram, Terry's first Tuesday night passage wasn't due to occur till 9:05. But it seemed only right that she should be outside when the stars started to come out. Presently they did, and she one, in the deepening darkness of the sky. She'd never been most of her life she'd been much too busy on Earth to bother with things celestial. She could remember, when she was much younger and Bill was courting her, looking up at the moon sometimes different because now she had a personal interest in the sky, a new affinity with its myriad inhabitants. And how bright they became when you kept looking at them! out of the blackness of the night ... too, she noticed with a start. It grew cold in the April garden a strange clarity about the night, that she had never known before ... She glanced at her after nine. Where had the time gone? Tremulously she faced the southern horizon ... and saw her Terry appear in his shining chariot, riding up the star-pebbled path of his orbit, a star in his own right, dropping swiftly mass of the Earth ... She took like a little girl, and she wished him pleasant dreams and a safe return and wrapped the wish in all her love and cast it starward. Sometime tomorrow, the general's telegram had said— That meant sometime today! She rose with the sun and fed the chickens, fixed and ate her breakfast, collected the eggs and boxes, then started out on her Wednesday morning run. "My land, Martha, I don't see how there! Doesn't it get on your nerves ?" ("Yes ... Yes, it does.") "Martha, when are they bringing him back down?" ("Today ... Today !") "It must be wonderful being a star mother, Martha." ("Yes, it is—in a way.") Wonderful ... and terrible. If only he can last it out for a few more hours, she thought. If only they can bring him down safe and sound. Then the vigil will be over, and some other mother can take over the awesome responsibility of having a son become a star— If only ... The general's third telegram arrived that afternoon: Regret to inform you that meteorite impact on satellite hull severely mechanism, making ejection impossible. Will make every effort to find another means of accomplishing your son's return. Terry!— See the little boy playing beneath the maple tree, moving his tiny cars up and down the tiny the little boy, his fuzz of wind— Terry!— Up the lane the blue-denimed young man walks, swinging his making near-grownup strides the the song of cicada rising and air— Terry ... —probably won't get a chance to write you again before take-off, but don't worry, Ma. The Explorer XII is the greatest bird they ever built. Nothing short of one ... alone? Why don't they leave the stars to God? tried to eat, and couldn't. After a while, when the light began to fade, she slipped into Terry's jacket and went outside. Slowly the sky darkened and the stars began to appear. At length her swift passage blurred before her washed the darkness from the drive. A car door slammed. Martha did not move. Please God , she thought, let it be Terry , even though she knew that it couldn't possibly be Terry. Footsteps sounded behind her, paused. Someone coughed softly. She She saw the circlet of stars she saw the she saw the dark tired eyes. And she knew. Even before he spoke again, she knew— "The same meteorite that damaged the ejection mechanism, ma'am. It penetrated the capsule, too. We didn't find out till just a while ago—but there ma'am?" personally. I know how you must feel." "It's all right." "We will, of course, make every effort to bring back his ... remains ... so that he can "No," she said. "I beg your pardon, ma'am?" She raised her eyes to the patch of sky where her son had passed in his shining metal sarcophagus. Sirius blossomed She raised her eyes still higher—and of vivid forget-me-nots, its far-flung blooms of Betelguese and Rigel, of Bellatrix and Saiph ... of Taurus and Gemini, there the Crab "No," she said again. The general had raised his eyes, too them. "I think I understand, ma'am. And I'm glad that's the way you want it ... The stars are ever been," she said. After the general had gone, she looked up once more at the the sky where her son lay buried, slowly back to the memoried house. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and

<question>:
Why is Terry's mother able to learn so much about his progress in space?

<options>:
A A new law allows women like Terry to receive regular updates on their children's journeys in space
B Star mothers have access to their sons' digital journal entries while they are orbiting in space
C Terry stipulated that his mother be informed of his progress if he agreed to volunteer for the space mission
D The general is Terry's father, Bill, and he breaks the law in informing Terry's mother of Terry's progress

<answer>:

A