*Sam*
Morning light suddenly blinds me as the nurses pull back the curtains. I blink into the sharp rays, lifting my hand to block the glare, and slowly come back to reality. The world comes crashing in on me as I hear the sound of whimpering men, nurses doing their best to soothe them, and the constant footsteps of staff bustling around the hospital doing what they can to help the wounded.
I focus on the empty chair next to me. Nevaeh’s not here. I take a deep breath and swallow down the disappointment. Of course, she’s not here. Knowing her, she’s out there helping an unfortunate soul who’s been crippled by this blight of a war. Despite my initial reaction, I can’t help but smile. Nevaeh will never be still so long as there’s someone around that needs her help.
A gruff voice nearby ha
