“Okay, Mia, I’m going to need you to stare right ahead for me and follow my finger.” The doctor spoke.
I followed the instructions all the while trying not to get distracted by the beeping machines behind me.
The doctor flashed a light in both my eyes before standing straight and looking at Drew.
“Okay.” He placed his hands together. “The good news is she isn’t concussed. Just needed a few stitches for that nasty cut.”
“How’d you get it again, Mia?” I turned to look at Drew who stood still and rigid by the wall.
“Uhm, I fell down the stairs. I’m such a klutz.” I spoke hoping the smile I gave was believable.
The doctor frowned slightly.
“Well you’re all good but I’d like to keep you in overnight for observation.” He spoke as he wrote something down. “Are there any parents I can call?
