Mira's POV
I finally got the nurse to help me arrange it so that I would be able to walk to Grandma's room. She was adamant at first but I wasn't a slouch either. And as long as I walked slowly, I'd be fine.
‘Clank Clank'
The sound of queen hitting the hospital floor echoed as I walked past. I was back on a walking stick, again. If not for my attachment to queen, I would have felt hatred for the cane that I always seemed to comeback and rely on later.
I pushed open Grandma's door and she turned to the door in apprehension. A look of fear and unease was on her face and it broke me that even while healing, she still couldn't rest in peace.
“It's me, Grandma.” I said as her apprehension melted into joy, then worry as she saw my injuries.
“Mirabelle, oh my goodness. My baby.” Grandma st
