YOLO
Falcon was getting better with time. I saw his headache loosen and his limbs stronger and get better in a very short period of time, so it was good.
Lion was the manager of dealing with the press, which hadn't interrogated so much.
"How is his health now?"
"Has the surgery gone well?"
"Okay recovering nicely?"
Such vague questions. The aftermath of the delay in our activities wasn't so much to handle so things became easier.
My job just multiplied with Anita's recovery.
She had woken up yesterday. Her eyes had flickered open and she almost side-kicked a nurse. So that is more than improvement you can ask.
Emma had come, rejoiced, and hugged me in the bathroom.
'She woke up!"
I was excited for her as much as I was for anybody else.
And I hugged her back.
Falcon wasn't in
