Ava placed the vase of pink and white roses on the window ledge and smiled out towards the hospital garden. “It’s a beautiful day, today, mum. Another few days and you’ll be home. I’ve got everything ready for you. I’ve even taken some of my things to yours, too.”
“You don’t need to stay with me, honey. I’ll be okay. Pat will pop in and I have Dave next door, too,” Jessica smiled. “You’ve already done so much these last few weeks. It’s not fair to have you do more.”
Ava shook her head, even though she had barely left the hospital. The first week, seeing her mum wired up to machines had been the hardest. She had been a constant emotional wreck and probably wouldn’t have coped, had it not been for Thom. He made sure she ate, stayed with her mum while she freshened up, was her shoulder to
