It Keeps Piling Up

1372 Words

*Grace POV* I could have easily sat in on the discussion on a ZOOM call, but I'm thankful I'm not. I was going stir-crazy in that hospital, and as long as I take it easy and rest I'll be good. "Honey, you should have stayed home. They could handle this without you. You need to continue to heal. You're almost there. Why risk injuring yourself again?" my mother asked. I love my mom, but the fact that she is so overprotective drives me nuts. I'm an adult with eight kids, she needs to let loose of the leash. "Mom, if I injure myself by sitting in a chair talking about things, then I don't deserve my title. I will be fine," I snapped, and then quickly apologized. Being treated like a child wasn't going to happen today, but I needed to be respectful. "I'm sorry. Just tense right now. Plus

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