Breakfast was a tense affair. I was glad when it was over and Buck and I were heading up to talk to Amyleigh. It wasn't going to be an easy conversation but we both decided that the longer she had to get used to the idea, the better it would be for her.
I paused at her doorway, dreading what was to come. Feeling Buck take my hand in his and give it a squeeze, I smiled at him and opened the door. Amyleigh was sitting up in bed finishing off the last of her breakfast tray.
"Hey, stranger, " she said as soon as she saw me.
"How are you feeling?" I moved across the room and sat on the side of her bed.
"I feel great."
"What do you remember about the people that took you?" Buck asked.
"They were all huge and so cruel, " she replied, staring at the wall behind us. "One of them bit me."
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