No Place Like HomeEhrien was outside her house, looking at the dark, empty windows. They would always be empty now. The sky was dark, as the sun gave its place to a brilliant moon, and a soft cold breeze made for the only sound.
Ehrien had just left the hospital, after being released from intensive care. Laura had stayed by her side while an intern re-stitched the wound in her abdomen. As he did, Ehrien was allowed to fully absorb the extent of her injuries; there were bruises on almost every part of her body, blackened with green and yellow edges. The wound on her leg had become infected but there was a bandage that kept Ehrien from seeing it. Her eye had swollen and so had her lip. Her left cheek was covered with cuts originating from the accident. The knife cut on her neck had been cov
