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Kaylee
November twentieth was my first day home. Dad wheeled me in, as I still couldn’t walk much yet. I could take ten steps, and that was something, but I still wasn’t fully mobile. “It’s good to have you home, sweetheart.”
“Thanks, Dad. It’s good to be home.” It wasn’t my own home, but it was better than the hospital.
Mom came to me, putting Karen on my lap. “Look who’s home, Karen. It’s Momma.”
My baby girl put her hands on my face then I got a nice slobbery kiss from her. “Oh, I missed you, baby girl.” I kissed her chubby cheek then looked for the phone. “Dad, where’s your phone?”
They’d moved since I’d been back in Austin. I didn’t know where anything was. Even though I was with my family, I still felt out of place.
Dad went to get the landline, handing it to me. “I suppose
