Mandy
It was a miracle I held it together until I got off the phone with Walker; hearing him tell me about how this has affected him killed me. So often when you're in a situation like I am, you have to focus on your own recovery, but there are so many people in the background who get hurt.
My heart is pounding, tears are running down my face. I did this to him. Me, and no one else.
Looking at the bedside clock, I notice I still have a few more minutes of phone time. I pick it up and dial Dalton's number.
“Babe." His voice is hoarse, damaged like mine is from holding back the emotions threatening to sweep through us. “The pain he's in…"
“He needs to get to Doc Jones' as soon as possible," I whisper into the phone. “We'll be doing him a big disservice if we don't get him in some type o
