Jordan
Dr. Cross came in and let us know how the surgery was going. Jayson switched places with me, and he laid down to get some more rest. I continued to slowly sketch our daughter. I never noticed my dad come in because I was still sketching.
“Tea?” I looked up. He handed me a cup with a lid. I took a sip and let the tea warm and soothe my dry scratchy feeling throat. “I have donuts and pastries too. Eat your fill.” He set a bag with a couple of bakery boxes in it on the stand near me. He set a coffee carrier on the stand on the other side of Jeremy. He took a cup and there were two left. There was sugar packets and little packets of creamer he left for Jeremy and Jayson’s coffees.
“What are you drawing?” He asked as he took a seat near me. “It’s our daughter.” I turned my sketch to s
