A gentle breeze drifted through the open window, carrying the scent of rain-soaked earth and the distant chorus of birds waking to the world. Kathy beneath her blanket, letting the quiet moment linger, the muted light painting soft shadows against the walls. She watched Anthony, peaceful in his sleep, his chest rising and falling in time with the hush of the morning. For a while, the world was only the two of them, suspended in the hush that comes before the day truly begins. In that silence, Kathy felt a sense of hope she couldn’t quite name—a promise folded into the clouds above, waiting to unfold as the hours passed. The nurse came into the room again to check on her to see Kathy finally sit up in the bed.
“Good morning, how are you feeling?” asked the nurse
"It's a beautiful morning
