Chapter Twenty“Mrs Bentley,” somebody was shaking Flora from a beautiful dream of light and love and Will. Her eyelids flickered open.
“He's going to be okay,” Doctor Munroe was smiling at her, “your son is going to be okay.” Flora gripped the arm rest, her legs wobbled slightly and her head spun. Thankfully she was sitting down; or she may have tumbled over.
“Thank you God,” she mumbled, “thank you Doctor.”
Juliette rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked across at Flora and the doctor as they talked.
“Ben,” she whispered, shaking the slumped form next to her, “Will's okay.”
“Fantastic,” Ben replied, sitting up, “Christ, what time is it?”
“Three in the morning. Where's Hema?”
Ben shrugged, “Let's go find her. Tell her the good news.”
Juliette could hear the doctor explaining to
