NINE
In June, on my shared twenty-second birthday, Mom surprised me in my hospital room. My body was stronger. I could sit up and move my hands, even if I couldn’t yet get into my wheelchair on my own. She burst into the room, looking surprisingly casual in a white floral sundress. “Sean, I’ve missed you so much!”
I hugged her, happier than I’d been in a while. “Is there any reason why you don’t look like you’re on your way to an arraignment?”
“Because I’m not. And today is a day of joy.” She cupped my face. “My little angel’s going home soon!”
I smiled wide, but it faded just as fast as I watched Remy file in with Sara and Johnny. Jen hadn’t visited in a couple days.
“Happy birthday, Sara.” Remy handed her an object wrapped in purple paper.
“Thanks,” she said with a smile as she tor
