Molly
I don’t even realize I’m running until my lungs start protesting and the hospital bracelet on my wrist keeps slapping against my skin.
Totally worth it.
Lily is already running toward me, screaming my name.
“MOLLY!” she yells.
And then she launches at me.
I barely have time to brace myself before a small, warm body crashes into me and wraps around my waist like a koala that refuses eviction.
I laugh, even though my ribs are still a little sore. “Hey, easy champ. I just got discharged. Let’s not send me back immediately.”
She squeezes me tighter instead.
“I thought you wouldn’t come,” she mumbles into my stomach, her voice wobbling in that way that instantly makes my chest ache.
My heart melts into a useless puddle.
I crouch down slowly, ignoring the way my legs complain, a
