![]() ![]() ” She speaks like I’m a little kid, frowning as she stares down at me. She’s dressed in a pinstripe pencil skirt, her nails are done, and her hair is curled up into a huge bun on the top of her head. ![]() I blink up at Kayden’s mother with a frown on my face. ” Maci Owens’s voice rips me out of my daze. That he can’t have visitors, except for family. I know what she’ll say-the same thing she’s been saying. Seth starts talking to the receptionist behind the counter, but she barely gives him the time of day as she multitasks between phone calls and the computer. ![]() On the inside, though, the healing will take longer, and I wonder what Kayden will be like when I see him again. Sure, his wounds and broken bones may heal on the outside. ” He gets up from the chair and walks across the packed waiting room to the receptionist’s desk.īut in my heart, I know he won’t be all right. You’d think they’d let him have visitors by now. “You know what? I’m going to go see if he can have visitors yet. I stare at him, forcing back tears, because I have to be strong. He takes my hand in his and his skin is warm and comforting. I take my gaze off the door and stare into his brown eyes filled with worry. Lights flash as ambulances drive up under the port and the glow reflects off the rain on the ground, red, like blood. There’s a violent storm outside and rain is hammering against the concrete, dirt, and dry leaves. People move around the room frantically, but I can’t take my eyes off the sliding glass doors. I hear every sound, every laugh, every cry. ![]()
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