Anna's POV
Two weeks later.......
The bell signaling the end of the lecture draws me out of my reviere as everyone bustles out of the classroom to head for the cafeteria for lunch. I take my time to gather up my things and then slowly push to my feet, stopping short when Mrs Saltzman walks up to me at the door.
"How are you doing Anna?" she asked gently, her face a mask of worry as a small smile curved her lips.
"I'm fine. Just tired I guess," I responded almost automatically as I've been for the past few days since I was discharged from the hospital.
Mrs Saltzman patted my shoulder gently before motioning for me to go ahead and leave. I nod slightly and then exit the classroom, only to freeze just outside the door when a familiar pair of sneakers come into my line of vision. Refusing
