Twenty
“I can’t believe how fast she is recovering.” Katty walked alongside Bea as Candy, the nurse pushed her in the small wheelchair.
“Little ones seem to heal fast and get over sickness and injuries much faster than adults.” Candy patted Bea’s shoulder. “I think it’s because they move around so much more. They are always fidgeting or playing, bouncing.”
Katty rushed ahead to the car. “I know. She is always bouncing to some kind of music in her head.” She opened the car door. “Especially when music comes on the car radio or the TV at home.” She laughed and wiped her eyes. She couldn’t believe how emotional she was. Bea was okay, and would be fine, but—
Candy touched her arm. “You’ve been through a lot, too. Seeing your own child shot. Then surgery. It has to be scary.”
Katty straigh
