Nate always thought loving families like the Nash’s only existed in T.V. reruns. The forest of plants in his room and the string of visitors he’d had since his accident four days ago blew that theory out of the water.
From the minute visiting hours started at nine a.m. until they ended twelve hours later, Nate was bombarded by his future in-laws.
He had to admit, he was enjoying the attention. Between Gale and Grandma Taylor, he hadn’t eaten a single bite of hospital food since he’d been bumped up to solids.
They either brought or sent home-cooked meals every six hours. Brandon had started timing his visits to coincide with mealtime.
Seth was also a fixture at the hospital. Though Nate kept giving him a hard time about going back to school, he had to admit he was enjoying having his
