Eight long hours tick by, and Eudora sits patiently, waiting. Finally, the operating room light flickers off, the door swings open, and a line of doctors and nurses emerges.
She springs to her feet, her head a little dizzy from the sudden movement. Her legs are numb from sitting in one position for so long.
Dr. Christian, still wearing his mask, hurries over and takes her hand.
“Are you alright?”
Eudora leans against him, waiting for the dizziness to fade and the tingling in her legs to subside before she can stand straight.
“I'm okay, thank you, doctor. How is my daughter?” she asks.
“The surgery went well, you can relax,” he replies with a reassuring smile.
Eudora lets out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding.
“Thank you,” she says, her voice filled with relief, “Than
