EMERALD
"Next week," I answered, dabbing the side of my mouth gently. The lunch was delicious, I would give Rebecca that much. But, for enduring it, I wished I'd been served some of my favorites instead of the table being littered with Francesca's guilty pleasures.
"Hmm, good to know," Landon said, nodding. Rebecca sniffled beside me, reaching out to pat me on the shoulder.
"That means you won't be around as much. And after waiting so long for you to wake up..." Her words drowned in her sniffles, and I stiffened, patting her on the back to return the favour.
"It's alright Mom, it's not like you'll never see me again," I said, trying to reassure her but I just made myself cringe. Landon took over comforting her and I felt at ease. Marcus had polished off his plate quickly, already loo
