Kathryn
48
After that terrible taxi ride, Kathryn had told Kyle and Heather she was going to take it easy and sleep in the next day, that they should do whatever they wanted without her tagging along.
Kathryn made her bed and got dressed but couldn’t seem to face going down to breakfast. She didn’t want to see Heather just then. She was generally confident about Heather’s recovery, but this morning she felt exhausted from cheering Heather on. Exhausted from putting on a brave front. It was hard to not give in to the “what ifs” that crept up several times a week.
Indeed.
What if?
Kathryn sat down abruptly on the end of the bed, a rush of heat and fear flooding her face. She pulled her socked feet off the floor, hugged herself, and rocked on the bed, surprising sobs cascading out of he
